The Pool Room
byIt’s so easy to become distracted in a house which has five young kids and a computer.
It’s so easy to become distracted in a house which has five young kids and a computer.
If Miss5 can’t see you then I’m afraid the diagnosis isn’t very good.
Tracey makes an announcement. Short, sweet and without much of a point. Best. Dinner announcement. Ever.
Miss5 loves to cook even if she won’t necessarily eat what she cooks.
Teaching the kids to play instruments is a good thing, right? I mean, what could possibly go wrong?
We’ve found the trouble with having lots of kids and adults at any sort of function is everyone kind of assumes, because there’s so many adults around, the kids are fine and cared for. I mean, with so many eyes watching over them, what could happen?
One area I believe I’m qualified to teach at University level is the field of car seats. I’ve bought and installed about a dozen, including a complete upgrade and fit out when the government decided to change the laws to better protect the nation’s munchkins.
A broken leg, the flood, the vomits progressively going through the kids and back to school have all synced together to give us an exhausting week. But I could have handled that.What has undone us is our littlest miss. She had her first birthday on Tuesday (oh yes, add that to the mix as well) and has decided sleeping at night is now optional. Again, this wouldn’t have been so bad except her cot is in our room.
WARNING. This video is not for the faint hearted. It looks like torture. Funny, funny torture.
A photo journal of the January 2013 flood in Gympie. We weren’t the worst hit in Queensland. As usual, the local community spirit, with people helping others, was heartwarming.
At first I didn’t realize what was going on: I just, all of a sudden, felt moist in my crotch. I looked down to find I’d wet my pants. This really surprised me because I made sure I went before I left home.
Earlier this week, Master21 and his housemates arrived home to find themselves in a bit of a predicament: they’d ALL gone out without their house keys. Being university students, the intellectual cream of youth, they’d also neglected to hide a spare key somewhere in the yard.
Surely, with seven kids, we are destined to have more parenting fails than people with, say, two children. Right? What is probably less forgivable is when we repeatedly make the same mistakes over and over again.
A funny thing happened on the way to getting the kids ready for the new school year. Tracey disagrees.