Big Bad Gymnastics Dad
by“You did not,” Tracey gaped at me. “Are you really that much of an idiot?”
I don’t know why she insists on asking me questions she already knows the answer to.
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Now & Then
byI’m a little bit concerned we’re going to come across as bad parents with this post.
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Fire!
byI stay awake some nights unable to fight off the nightmare thought of not being able to get all the kids out in time…
Bingo, Gringo!
byMexican is to my kids what Italian was to me. Spaghetti Bog was a treat when I was growing up. We went out to…
Time To Wake Up To Myself
byI wouldn’t dream of hurting my kids…or so I thought.
Bad Habits
byWe’d been parked in the driveway of friends for a few days and since with their mob of nine there were fourteen kids running about – or more specifically hanging about in our bus playing – finding a couple of hours of peace to focus on writing has been difficult.
The Aftermass
byI am not a new parent so I should have known better…is what Tracey growled at me.
5 Easy Christmas Bring-a-Plates
byHere are my top ideas for something to bring-a-long to Christmas lunch so you appear helpful while still conserving energy for the present opening. It won’t surprise you to learn I’m super lazy about it 🙂
The Pointy End Of The Christmas Tree
byNot sure how it plays out with other families, but with only two sleeps until the big man in red delivers our kids their prizes for being good this year, we’re at the point of our family tradition where I don’t get to spend much time with my wife.
Tinklebells
byEven though Tracey has already started the Christmas shopping, as a rainy day exercise she encouraged our kids to write out their Christmas lists for Santa this weekend.
Our Five Year ‘Old Woman’
byTaking the kids to the loo when you’re on the road really eats into your day, especially when you’ve five kids and their bladders don’t communicate.
Tour Our Bus
byWelcome aboard Kenny Go West. Our home.
Keeping Our Wits About Us
byOur first nights on the road again haven’t been without some ‘excitement’. By which I mean dramas. All part of the adventure, baby.
Problem Evolved
byThis was one of those moments you wait for as a parent. When you get to educate your kids about something you actually understand instead of faking it with maths or stupid proper grammar rules.
The Home Stretch
byYou might have picked up on this if you’re a long term reader of my blog, but Tracey is much better at this parenting gig than me. We can both look at the same situation and come up with totally different solutions.