But I Like Eating Onions
bySince her operation on Thursday, Tracey has been holding off eating until her doctor gives her the okay. In her absence, it seems at least one of her children has been attempting to go out in sympathy.
But I Like Eating Onions
On The Button
byThings are progressing just about as well as can be expected. Better even. Like, I haven’t misplaced a single child in the 48 hours I’ve been left in charge.
The Best Laid Plans
byWell, that was one of the longest days of our recent history.
Good Night
byOur night away without the kids was eventful – only I don’t mean in the good sexxy way you’d assume.
What’s Next?
byI haven’t written this week because a couple of things have happened. Big things. HUGE.
Help Wanted
by“I can’t find her!” she said, the worry in her voice increasing and engaging the interest of mine.
My 13yr Old Daughter Got Stoned!
byJust to be clear, no, my daughter doesn’t do drugs. That being said, the title is totally legit.
I had this post written in the back of my mind for days, so when The NRMA approached me to sponsor a post I immediately said yes.
Not Very Bright
byNot her. Me.
My Little Hero
by“I’m. Not. Batman,” Master12 growled at me through a clenched jaw sounding, ironically, a lot like Batman.
Our Whale Of A Tale
byI love whales. They remind me of Tracey.
Mineshafted
byMoney has become a problem for me this week.
Eleven Points About Our Big Lap So Far
bySo tonight I thought I might share a couple of things we’ve discovered so far. There are a heap of links in this post, but nothing’s sponsored here and we’re not receiving any kickbacks. This is just what we’ve found which we thought might be useful or interesting or just because my fingers decided you needed to know.
Words Fail Us
byTo keep them amused on long car trips Tracey came up with a heap of activities for the kids, including what I suspect, perhaps worryingly, will become their number one go-to on our big lap.
Take Two
byIt’s been suggested by a couple of people I looked a bit nervous on camera today. I was, but not for the reason you’d think…
Plumb In My Mouth
byWe were supposed to be out and about on Sydney’s brilliant public transport system looking at all the stuff we missed last time we were here, but instead we’ve spent two days stuck in the caravan park.