Problem Evolved
byThis was one of those moments you wait for as a parent. When you get to educate your kids about something you actually understand instead of faking it with maths or stupid proper grammar rules.
Problem Evolved
The Home Stretch
byYou might have picked up on this if you’re a long term reader of my blog, but Tracey is much better at this parenting gig than me. We can both look at the same situation and come up with totally different solutions.
How To Holiday In The Maldives
byThe Maldives – not just for honeymooners and people with silver spoons
Singapore Taxi
byThe best conversation of my famil to Maldives came on the last night on the clean streets of Singapore, and started with the simplest of enquiries.
A Kiss Across The Ocean
byBeing away from the family has not been without its difficulties.
Maldives and Thongs
by‘We’ have arrived in the most romantic place on Earth.
The Wife Trap
by“I need you to check out a dating website,” is not the sort of thing you expect your wife to be telling you.
How Does It Add Up?
byLove to hear feedback from anyone who signed up to try #Mathspace like us – well over three hundred people headed over from my post a while back for a look. At the time I said I’d review our kids’ experience with the program and, rather wonderfully, @Westpac contacted me and said they’d sponsor that too! This is what’s known in the blogging industry as ‘winning’.
Is Sex Education Supposed To Be a Homeschooling Subject?
byMaybe I’m doing it wrong.
Are You Over The SSM Debate Too?
byI was downtown yesterday when I was accosted about my very public stance on same sex marriage. Several times.
Fun With Friends On Facebook
byHere’s something I probably shouldn’t admit – I’ll accept just about any friend request which comes my way on Facebook.
Son Of a Beach
byI lost a fight with my son today, and I’m so damn proud.
A Hairy Situation
by“What’s a merkin?” asked Miss13, joining in a conversation I would later claim to have totally had under control.
The Grand Tours
byWe fail, again, to make a good first impression…
Do You See What I See?
byNow I’m the first to admit I own the ‘have a daddy look’ cliche: I can’t see the butter if it’s hiding at the front of the fridge under the cheese slices.