Benny Hilled Holiday
byWe were joined last night by our Excellent Friends, Karen & Luke, for dinner (Karen says my Guinness Pie and Sticky Date were better…
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.
We were joined last night by our Excellent Friends, Karen & Luke, for dinner (Karen says my Guinness Pie and Sticky Date were better…
After a couple of hours taking each of the kids on a bike ride around the town this morning I was already knackered and…
Miss1’s Christmas present – I hope she learns to share before then. Today was our we’re-on-holiday, pre-Christmas shopping day on the Sunshine Coast. It was…
For once, our kids were behaving in public while at a table. This was the other day, just before Miss1 threw up on me…
Madness today. But in my experience, from disaster or turmoil the bestest of fun times can pop up its unlikely head. It’s at the…
Aching teeth woke me up at an unseemly hour today – 5 am. G-town bankers don’t get out of bed before 7 (the smart…
I am a total sucker for advertisements selling anything new. Eager looking whoevers will be trotting something wiz-bang across the screen and I will instantly add it to my must-have list.
Tracey says she’s thinking of giving up work on the weekends. This has nothing to do with her being preggers and everything to do…
Shhhh…..can you hear that? The sound of only ONE child in the house. Best sort of sleepovers tonight – the type where they sleep…
Eyesore or not, Tracey wasn’t convinced replacing the old BBQ with one I’d assemble myself would improve the look of our outdoor area.
Young Nephew11 played the grand final today in Brisbane and lost by a margin. As I had to pick my mum up from my…
They had one of these one the cake. Best Cake Decoration Ever. Took Master6 to a ‘Disco Party’ last night for a classmate of…
My first time dropping Miss4 to pre-prep. You’d think I’d done this a hundred times and I’m sure the other parents were nodding and chatting quietly amongst themselves at how effortless I made it look. It didn’t last.
A customer looked at my name badge today and cried out, “Bruce! What a manly name! I have a cat named Bruce. It’s a girl.”
Without a doubt the best thing about having kids is naming them. I’m picking names from the moment we conceive.
“I know what sex is,” our young Miss7 announced in the bath, and Tracey and I froze dead in our tracks