The Walking Disasterby
Despite 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 know there are some people out there who think setting an alarm for 7.45am on a school day is pretty good, but I’ve always suspected we can do better…
“Ahhh!” came squeals from the bedroom tonight. This was absolutely fine by me – provided I don’t have to intervene. How do you think that went?
“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.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Tracey asked me again. She was going away in the morning so I’d have all the kids. “Piece of cake,” I told her. Proof not all cake tastes good.