Not As Dumb As Some
byDone it. The first traditional school day after eighteen months of homeschool. I don’t know about the kids but we’re friggin’ exhausted.
Done it. The first traditional school day after eighteen months of homeschool. I don’t know about the kids but we’re friggin’ exhausted.
I blame Marvel.
Our youngest got a little introspective which resulted in our kitchen getting a little messed up.
Why on earth are we back in Gympie when we have a bus decked out with beds? Well, I’ll tell you…
The art of Hollaback is not dead. At least not in this family.
Phones and driving don’t mix. I know that. And yet today…
Mexican is to my kids what Italian was to me. Spaghetti Bog was a treat when I was growing up. We went out to…
I wrote this as a freelance job on Friday, but it turns out I totally misread the brief. I thought it said ’10 Must-Have Kitchen Items For Slow Cooking’. Instead of waste it I thought I’d share it here. Mind you, I don’t think they’d have approved the spoon reference, do you?
You ever put your family in a position which makes you question your ability to parent? Wish I could say ‘me either’.
I’m pretty sure Tracey thinks I usually manage to embarrass myself around other travelling families, but internally I’ve adopted the wonderful idea of myself being quirky….
Post includes a map of our journey so far.
“You want to know…,” said Tracey slowly, deliberately, quietly into the phone, “…if I have a man with me?” Her expression was suddenly combatant and could be read as, oh, you did not just say that.
There’s no clearer indication things have changed since I was a kid than glasses. My kids WANT them in the same way I wanted hair gel. #transitionsforkids #sponsored
This place is a little slice of heaven.
I wouldn’t dream of hurting my kids…or so I thought.
I love the smell of freshly washed clothes.