Now it’s just me and the dog

21 Oct

When the rubbish truck goes past, its loud stop, start, stop, start, makes me think of the days – increasingly distant as they are – when youngest boy had not yet started school, and he ran to the door, or the window if the door was closed, and watched the rubbish truck moving down the road, and I wish I had more often stood in the hall and stared at the curls on the back of my growing boy’s head.

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9 Responses to “Now it’s just me and the dog”

  1. Stomper Girl October 21, 2008 at 10:25 am #

    Stop it, you’re making me twitchy about next year.

  2. ThirdCat October 21, 2008 at 10:30 am #

    hardest year of my life, stomper, and that’s one of the reasons (mind you and on the other hand, there’s good things to be said for the freedoms)

  3. blackbird October 21, 2008 at 10:45 am #

    Oh so true.

  4. Pavlov's Cat October 21, 2008 at 11:26 am #

    Sounds like you got the dog just in time.

  5. Pavlov's Cat October 21, 2008 at 11:26 am #

    Sounds like you got the dog just in time.

  6. ThirdCat October 21, 2008 at 11:29 am #

    For absolute sure.

  7. miriam October 21, 2008 at 4:12 pm #

    by the sounds of it, you need a good dose of school holidays.

  8. Mummy Crit October 21, 2008 at 8:02 pm #

    Not long to go until then either (holidays, that is).

    I keep looking at my 4 month old baby and thinking “huh?”

  9. ampersand duck October 22, 2008 at 8:42 am #

    I sneaked some of my boy’s hair off the hairdresser floor the other day because she’d turned him into someone that I didn’t know for a moment. It’s in a little bag in my backpack. This morning I took it out and held it for a while.

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