The Breakfast of Chompians
byIt started with Miss13’s blue and green pancakes and rainbow cupcakes…
BIG blog
The blog, the whole blog and nothing but the blog.
Half Wit
byThe best sort of an education comes from delegating. I’ve decided.
Market Down
byIs there anything Barbie can’t do? This week, as part of their homeschooling, she was teaching our kids how to run a business.
On Putting Yourself First
byCalling dibs is very important around here. How important? Well…
Time To Reflect
byThese days I’m spending an exorbitant amount of time hanging around outside girls’ restrooms.
Share Toilets
byWe’ve been sharing bathrooms with strangers for a couple of months now and, as you can probably imagine, bathroom smells are something you hope you don’t notice.
I’m The King Of The Road!
byWe’d arrived in Brisbane the previous day so Tracey could catch up with her surgical team at RBWH, our bus could get some stickers and we could finally pick up our car trailer. Unfortunately, one of these three things didn’t go very well.
This Doesn’t Add Up
bySo far on the Bargara to Kenilworth leg we’d swapped knock-knock jokes, talked turtles and discussed, in non-flattering terminology, the driver who’d overtaken us on double lines…
Something Fishy’s Going On Here
byWe’ve started doing incredible things before breakfast. If I’m honest it’s a little bit exhausting.
Lying To My Son About Stuff
byWe’ve finally remembered to do something important and it will make our lap around Australia a lot less stressful.
That Aren’t Right
byAccording to the news this morning, kids aren’t as smart as they used to be.
Awesomesauce
byMe, Myself and I cook up our family’s quick and easy Fried Rice Recipe with leftover chicken. Thanks to Fountain Sauces for supporting our family and sponsoring this post.
Gimme Five!
byThere’s nothing like cramming five kids into two bedrooms to make our bus seem roomy.
Where Don’t Babies Come From
byMy youngest has realised something it took me years to understand – kids are basically little $hits.
Pffts & Giggles
byThe bus is sitting quietly in from of Tracey’s parents’ place. The kids, not so much.