What Makes Our Family So Bloggable?
byLike most kids, my kids say the funniest shite. Writing it down is essentially why I have a blog.
Like most kids, my kids say the funniest shite. Writing it down is essentially why I have a blog.
It’s early days, but so far the whole homeschooling idea is working out better than I expected.
Kids, you can’t take them anywhere, right?
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.
I think I now know why the school day finishes at 3pm.
“I’ve started the bath,” I called out to Tracey earlier this week as I took the potatoes off the stove. There was a grumbled response from…
You know how we all have that friend who just seems to nail parenting? Well, I have a theory about that.
I am such a good father I sometimes make the ultimate Daddy sacrifice for my kids. Take today…
Miss9 sort of dropped me in the poo today.
Reposting of an old post was not a set up, but it sure looked that way a couple of hours later.
Just when you think you’ve got this parenting caper sorted…
Please kindly note: This is my first post incorporating my new logo into a watermark on photos 🙂 Designed for me by the lovely and talented and awesomely talented Miki, who just happens to be Master24 and Miss21’s sister, it’s simple and, I think, very me. I love it! What do you reckon?
“Is now a good time to talk to you about something I’d like?” Miss9 asked me tonight in what I can only describe as a sweet, lilting, totally unrecognisable voice…
Home is where the heart is. But not the gallbladder. Not anymore.
There’s swearing in this post. Mostly by me, but not all of it.
I’m enjoying sharing the holidays with my kids, but I suspect I’m going to need more coffee. And clearer instructions.