I Swear. Apparently.
by“You said a bad word, Daddy!” Miss8 accused me tonight.
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School Rules Suck
byThe look of horror on my son’s face was immensely satisfying.
Kicked Out Of My Own Bedroom, Part Two
byIf Tracey sought to teach me a lesson by making me sleep in with Miss2 last night, while she slept in our bed with Miss5, then mission accomplished.
Kicked Out Of My Own Bedroom
byI’m pretty sure it started as a joke but Miss5 seems to have forgotten that somewhere along the line, and now she just knows I’m not Mummy.
My Daughter Blogs Back
bySo now I know what it’s like to be blogged about it. And, despite the unflattering portrayal, I like it.
It’s Been Nice Knowing You
byUnder oath I’ll swear I was being a good, responsible dad. The circumstantial evidence, however, is really stacked against me.
Still On My ‘Stay At Home Daddy’ L-Plates
byIf there’s one thing I’ve learned from the girls and I taking my parents out for a ‘coffee’ today it’s that the little details matter.
Worst. Nappy Change. Ever.
by“I think she needs a nappy changed,” Tracey told me on Sunday morning as Miss2 waddled by with a nappy so full it was bobbing along between her knees like a bee’s stinger. It was full in the same way the Titanic has taken on a little water.
Naming Rights
by“Your daughter thinks you’re an idiot,” Tracey wandered into our bedroom to tell me this morning. She delivered this in a matter of fact sort of tone I couldn’t have pulled off had the tables been turned. It’s hard to sound uninterested when you’re grinning like an idiot.
A Clever Cookie
byWhy is it, unlike my wife, I never think of these clever ways to create the illusion that Dad knows everything?
My Contraceptive Life
by“I’ve always wanted five kids,” the checkout chick at IGA said to me last Thursday when the five kids and I rocked up to her counter.
The Things I Do For Love
by“We need to get Mum a Snickers on the way,” I overheard Master9 say to his sister. “She’s not herself when she’s hungry.”
Mum vs Dad
by“What’s my birthday?” Miss7 asked myself and her mother. Don’t worry, it’s not like she didn’t know. Tracey and I had somehow been roped into a head to head quiz where the kids asked the questions and I got to feel dumb.
Why Parenting Is For Losers
byAs parents I think we’ve all played that game where you don’t perform to your best of your abilities in order to let one of your kids win.
Dad, Do You Even Know What Sex Is?
byMy youngest son is not impressed with what he learned today. “I am never having a baby,” he told us in no uncertain terms. Why? I’ll tell you…