Phoning It In
byIt’s only four turns in 900m from school to home, but gee we can fit a lot in after school some days. Like this week we managed two surprised in the one trip.
It’s only four turns in 900m from school to home, but gee we can fit a lot in after school some days. Like this week we managed two surprised in the one trip.
There’s a question you get a lot when people like Tracey & I meet other parents and start up a chat.
I’ve been parenting for 27 years now and, as my youngest is only seven, I figure I’ve still got at least 10 to go.
No wonder I’m on drugs.
Sometimes your kids give you a glimpse of what life might have in store for them. It’s horrifying, isn’t it?
“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.
I’m a little bit concerned we’re going to come across as bad parents with this post.
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