You’ll Never Guess
byMiss6 was obviously looking for something when she poked her head into the kitchen. No, not something. Someone.
Plus our first look at Port Arthur!
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.
Miss6 was obviously looking for something when she poked her head into the kitchen. No, not something. Someone.
Plus our first look at Port Arthur!
Raising five girls can be hard. And occasionally painful.
I’ve generally enjoyed the great outdoors at night. Those days are over.
This day did not go to plan.
Also in this post: Scamander, St Helens, Bridestowe Lavender Farm, Bay Of Fires & Binalong Bay, Blue Tier Blueberries, Reliquaire, Hawley Beach
One of the things I wanted more of before today was photos of the ship and what it’s like, so the kids and I took a heap on our phones and I’ve uploaded them here.
“Your turn,” said Tracey. I asked why. “Because I have boobs.” Check + mate.
Plus our adventures on the Great Ocean Road.
I know men are typically expected to control the remotes, but that doesn’t happen like that on the bus.
As well as my latest anecdote, I’ve included a video of me getting the car onto our trailer, and photos from Port Fairy and Warrnambool
I am not a new parent so I should have known better…is what Tracey growled at me.
Not sure how it plays out with other families, but with only two sleeps until the big man in red delivers our kids their prizes for being good this year, we’re at the point of our family tradition where I don’t get to spend much time with my wife.
I don’t claim to have been much of an expert of the fairer sex when I was a young man, but I’m pretty sure I remember something about how desirable being swept off your feet and carried off to a fairytale castle was.
I just got lucky.
I love petting zoos. There, I’ve said it. So when we came around a sweeping curve on the Gippsland Hwy and a series of…
Even though Tracey has already started the Christmas shopping, as a rainy day exercise she encouraged our kids to write out their Christmas lists for Santa this weekend.
WARNING: This story has some imagery which isn’t for the faint of heart or weak of stomach or people who don’t like to say eww out loud. But it is funny.
I’m currently perched on a stool at a cafe tapping into my laptop and wondering if it’s safe to go home yet.