The Walking Disaster
byDespite clear leaps forward over the last hundred years with such things as indoor loos, disposable nappies, snot sucker-outerers, nappy wipes, toddler-leashes & Phenergan, I’m not convinced parenting is getting any easier.
I’m currently perched on a stool at a cafe tapping into my laptop and wondering if it’s safe to go home yet.
The problem with moving to the other side of the country about the same time your younger sibling is born is you’re a bit of an enigma.
I can’t not do this. It’s sort of a rite of passage. Photos of our first little grandson. You’re welcome 😉
Chck chck…is this thing on? Can you hear me at the back? Okay, well I have an announcement…