I Haven’t Changed a Bit – Or Have I?
byI’m not just a bit of meat. I have feelings too.
I’m not just a bit of meat. I have feelings too.
An update on our bus preparations.
Firstly, I admit I’m a little biased on the subject. Secondly, in doing this post I’ve just realised Tracey is even more conniving than I thought.
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I shuffled off to my doctor because I’ve been having difficulties keeping Tracey happy…
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As usual, the first I knew there was any sort of problem was screaming.
Exhibit A and Exhibit B look essentially the same to me.
My team won the debate! For anyone who’s interested or conflicted about the idea that art is actually sexier than chocolate, here’s my speech.
Name something that has a chef. I bet you can’t. Nope, you’re wrong. Guarantee it. But don’t be too hard on yourself, we were too.
“Cats always land on their feet,” Miss4 informed me, before turning back to the screen. See! I’m virtually home schooling already.
I’ve come to this realisation: one day I will become my father. I think it’s destiny for most of us, and I’ve decided to change my approach.
Maybe it’s just me, but I feel the hardest thing about sitting in a cinema has to be choosing the right moments to let off wind.
Please tell me it’s not just me.
It’s such a proud parenting moment when you learn your kid is setting aside her own schedule to help a friend in need.
Tracey was standing in the door posing sexily in a way which always makes me chuckle for the cheeky audacity of this wonderful woman. But as a husband with 16 years experience I knew this was no time to relax. This was a test.
How long were these holidays? How many months? Because really, that’s the only way to explain how poorly we just did at the first day back to school this term.