Kids + 18yrs = $$$$
byWhen you think about the costs of raising kids, it’s easy to mistakenly think about how expensive university will be, or their first car…
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.
When you think about the costs of raising kids, it’s easy to mistakenly think about how expensive university will be, or their first car…
Toilet training is frustrating but there’s the Holy Grail of ‘no more nappies’, which means steak is back on the menu, to keep you…
This morning, when I explained how tired I was to my young son, Master7 offered to help me out.
I get it now – being a mother is hard.
It seems, when it comes to fighting, my son is a chip off the ol’ block – that is to say, he has no…
Technology can be a little bit frightening when you’ve got kids. I remember when I was growing up, the video player would absolutely baffle…
Over the years the only redeeming feature of our car has been its ability to transport the whole family from point A to point C – with point B usually a service station.
My lack of night vision has again given Tracey a hearty laugh. Tonight I was putting out the rubbish after dinner. The bin was…
On the last day of term the kids have games, movies, sports, art, craft and no learning at all. It’s what school would be if kids wrote the curriculum. But unfortunately for one of our munchkins, the day wasn’t all shits and giggles. Or actually, it kind of was
This morning was progressing with the usual military precision – that is to say there was the barking of orders and everyone scrambling to…
Me, feeling pretty ‘super’ after completing the ride. Mind you, this was after the mainly downhill ride. I wasn’t looking quite so dashing after…
Sometime around 9 this morning Tracey and I realized something very strange was going on – we hadn’t received a single phone call since…
“When I grow up I want to be a cowboy.” I said those actual words. I did want to be a cowboy. I really…
I’ve never understood the whole concept of a change table. It’s always looked like nothing more than a huge waste of money and space…
“I think I have a self image problem,” Tracey told me last night. “You?” I said. “But you’re beautiful! You’re hot! You’re sexy!” “I…