The Set Up
byNow our big (but not over compensating big – just saying) beautiful bus is set up how we want it there’s just a few things to source and store before we head off on Friday. A few things. I wish.
The blog posts which probably mean more to us than you. Our day to day stuff which, one day, our kids will look back on and laugh at. Or use in court. Or talk about with their psychiatrists.
Now our big (but not over compensating big – just saying) beautiful bus is set up how we want it there’s just a few things to source and store before we head off on Friday. A few things. I wish.
Found this out after school today – Master11’s teacher recently received a letter from one of our other kids.
Like most kids, my kids say the funniest shite. Writing it down is essentially why I have a blog.
It’s early days, but so far the whole homeschooling idea is working out better than I expected.
I love my wife, not least because it’s been my experience having her around always makes everything a little better.
Cooking with dairy is not something I’m a stranger to. We have cheese toasties a LOT. But cooking with yoghurt? That was new. And tasty.
Thanks to The Dairy Kitchen for supporting our family and sponsoring this post. 2nd Posting.
Kids, you can’t take them anywhere, right?
Dear dairy industry: This has gone on way too long and people are suffering. Read as, I suffered this one time and I didn’t like it…
One of my daughters is worried because she thinks a mistake has been made. She’s right. She’s just wrong about the why.
Thank you to everyone for your ideas on how I’m to keep Tracey smiling on our Big Lap.
We’re all adults here so I’m just going to lay it out. We need your help…
We went to Brisbane this weekend for a family meet up. Good move. My family is genuine blog fodder.
I picked the girls up from school today when the usually rather pleasant and chatty drive home took a turn down an unexpected laneway.
“FFS, she’s your daughter alright,” Tracey told me tonight in her most disappointed of voices.
The problem with moving to the other side of the country about the same time your younger sibling is born is you’re a bit of an enigma.