Just to be clear, no, my daughter doesn’t do drugs. That being said, the title is totally legit.
I had this post written in the back of my mind for days, so when The NRMA approached me to sponsor a post I immediately said yes.
We have a problem and her codename is Puddleduck.
We were helping my sister Kerri and Uncle Daz by testing out the new electric BBQ they had installed in their park. As you can imagine, I’m always happy to help…when there’s food involved. Then this happened…
Exhibit A and Exhibit B look essentially the same to me.
I’m so scared of heights I once crawled, in front of my new girlfriend, up a flight of stairs because my knees refused to work the way they’d been taught and keep me upright.
The only trouble with TICTACS is you can’t buy yourself a box and then keep it a secret. Not that I intended to…
Since Movember, Miss5 hasn’t been keen to come near my face.She’s been extremely unforgiving of my stubble and, although it started as a bit of a lark, she’s not been smothering me in kisses. But I had hopes that maybe today…
“These are the rules,” I told my kids when we arrived at the park today. “Number one, have fun. Number two, do what I tell you. Number three, don’t leave the park.”
Then I remembered about Miss10 breaking her leg on one of the activities.
My 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…
“You remembered the coffee machine but you forgot the hammer?” said Tracey. Camping was never meant to be easy. Until now…
“Are we ready to go home?” I asked Tracey. We’d taken the kids to a park where they can ride their scooters and bikes.
“No, not yet,” she said. “They’re having so much fun.”
“So we’re going to wait until someone hurts themselves then?”
In the world of helicopter parenting, we’re the ones they’ve grounded due to poor maintenance.
Tracey just needed to get out of the house today so she decided to head off to the park. What could possibly go wrong?