BIG laughs

The funner stuff. The dumber stuff. The stuff I stuff up.

Something Beginning With..

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“I spy with my little eye something beginning with……S!” said Master8. The answer was shed, the doors of which were the only thing visible through the front windscreen. We hadn’t left yet.

Crime And Poonishment

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“She can spend the rest of the afternoon picking up the dog poo in the back yard,” said my friend’s husband. My friend had pictured a different sort of punishment, something more like weeding or doing the edges.

Spelling B

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People always assume, because I have so many kids, I’m good with tips and parenting advice. Nuh huh. The only thing seven kids proves is I have no rhythm.

Peace Off

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One of the things I love about small town living is communication: Chatting in shops, knowing neighbours & waving at people in cars. But when things go wrong…

One Big Little Problem

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With my lovely wife away this afternoon shooting a wedding and not due home until around 8pm I was determined she should come home to children fed, bathed and in bed. My enthusiasm knows no sense.

In Hot Water

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“If you all get ready quickly I’ll give you some money for a hot chocolate at school,” I told my kids this morning by way of encouragement to get them moving. Mistake. Big mistake.

How Digital Cameras Are Ruining My Funeral

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We were at a friend’s place for dinner tonight and we were looking through their baby albums and pics on their computer having a hearty laugh at their children’s expense when it suddenly occurred to me we couldn’t do this. It’s not that we don’t have any photos, it’s that we have too many.