The September Chronicles: What's on your fridge?

I started the Fridge Chronicles waaaaay back in July (is it just me or are months getting longer?). I have actually been amazed at how much my fridge changes month on month. I'm a regular de-clutterer (a post on this tomorrow) and conversely also a bit of a gatherer... so I guess this adds up to a surprisingly active fridge.

Two things of note here:

1. Love The Kids Are Alright about 3 weeks ago so why the postcard is still on the fridge is a bit of a mystery. Could it be because I have a bit of a girl crush on both Julianne Moore and Annette Benning?

2. Behind the postie is an invite for Cappers to a party. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!* She has another friend! Of sorts. I quote: "I suppose I could play with her since she's invited me to her party and everything." You can kind of see why invites have been thin on the ground for my friendly, charming and welcoming daughter (!).

Speaking of events... check out LOML in the back row 3rd from the left.  Year 10, before significant weight loss of 1989. There was definitely more of my Italian to love back in those days. We unearthed this gem last week, buried in the historical artefacts of his  father's garage.

The Cappers starts school next year and orientation starts in mid-October.  I can't believe my baby girl starts Big School. Sob! Of course, she is absolutely raring to go. It's a totally different vibe to what we faced with Maxi-Taxi shuddering every time school was mentioned. They are very different little people indeed.

I did the Triple P (not 4P as false advertised in the August Chronicles) and I've got the certificate to prove it... Weird, huh? What on earth am I supposed to do with such a thing? Put it in my CV in case I'm ever looking for another gig as a parent?

To the right, a letter to Maxi-Taxi from his Gran. Received a month ago, as yet unanswered. Getting Maxi-Taxi to do writing outside of the classroom is nigh on impossible. We live in hope.

To the left, another Cappers party invite! Yes, two in one month. The second invitation is from our lovely neighbours up the road who we rarely see but like a lot. They have a daughter starting school with Cappers next year and their clever mumma has obviously decided that it's time the girls got together a bit more. It's addressed to "Abbie" (not my daughter's name, but hey, we'll take it!). We really like the family, but Cappers has been a reluctant participant in any family gatherings. The reason?

"Emma's bossy, I don't like her," she announced after one playdate. 

"Maybe you should let her know that you wish you could sometimes be the one to decide what to do," I suggested helpfully (secretly thinking, well if Cappers think she's bossy Emma must be like the Rupert Murdoch of the playground set).

She thought about this for a while and then said, "Nah, she's not worth it". 

Like I said, friendly, charming and welcoming. That's my girl.

* With sincere apologies to Mr Caroll's Jabberwocky.

Come join in the Fridge Chronicles. It's a great monthly record of the little bits and pieces that are happening over at your place. The linky stays open until 21October, so link up any time.