RIP Jazz
byBecause clearly our kids haven’t suffered enough these past six months, last week the fates took our beautiful doggy Jazz from us.
BIG family life
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.
The School Run
byI know there are some people out there who think setting an alarm for 7.45am on a school day is pretty good, but I’ve always suspected we can do better…
Home Lunches vs Tuck Shop
by“Three dollars isn’t enough to buy anything,” Miss12 explained to me. Well, it’s more than you’d get for nothing…
Five Things I Hate About Movie Night
byI suddenly remembered why we don’t have movie nights during the week…
Why I’ve Decided To Help With Homework
byI know it’s not considered cool in polite society to gloat about your parenting, but…
My Tourettes Is Effing Relapsing
byLet’s just say I briefly sounded like a Tarantino film.
I’m Forced To Face Some Facts
bySleep apnea masks are sexy. I’m hoping.
I Have A Secret…
bySunday afternoon, I was having a little lie down when Miss4 decided to join me.
What’s The Right Age For Web Accounts?
byThere comes a time when you have to show a little faith in your kids and allow them to start their own interweb accounts on Facebook or Instagram and the like. It’s just hard knowing when that right moment is.
My Son Opts Back Into High School
byIt’s times like these your double standards tend to gnaw at your ankles.
My Son Opts Out Of High School
by“I’m not going to high school,” Master10 told me, his arms folded tightly across his chest.
We’ve Got You Covered
byMaster24 has moved back to the area to be close to us. Up until tonight, I don’t think he’s had any regrets about that…
A Room Of Her Own
bySometime just after Christmas Tracey and I made the mistake of letting Miss12 overhear a conversation where we were tossing around the idea of rearranging things so she could have some space of her own, rather than sharing with Miss8 and Master10.
Tough Love
bySuddenly, amidst the screams and giggles, a shadow appeared in the doorway. “What’s going on in here?” my wife asked me, which was odd because I wasn’t the one screaming or giggling.
Pillow Talk – Part Two
byI think the first thing I should mention, before I get into tonight’s post, is Tracey’s Mum and I get along just fine and there is no emotional tug-of -war or uncomfortable silences when I’m with her. Historically speaking.