Big Bad Gymnastics Dad
by“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.
soccer
The Kiss Attack
by“You’ve got to talk to your daughter,” Master9 told Tracey, referring to Miss6. “She’s annoying me at soccer. It’s embarrassing.” Tracey didn’t think it sounded so bad. She soon would…
My Head Banging Daughter
byBang! Shudder. Bang! Shudder. Bang! Shudder. I was lying about in the lounge room and had just worked out that the rhythmic banging noise and corresponding shuddering of the house was probably a bad thing.
Blues Brothers
bySometimes I’m glad we’ve got a house full of girls and only two boys who are 13 years apart in age. Friends sometimes help us to make this realization.
Hand And Football
byToday I became what I hate most – one of those embarrassing parents who calls things out from the sidelines at their child’s sporting event.
First football games of the season
byOur first football day was an absolute riot. I don’t think I’ve enjoyed myself quite so much in a long time.
Football Sign Up
byWe asked the kids what sport they wanted to do this year and Miss7 said gym, Master5 said he wanted to be a Pokemon Master and Miss3 chose ballet so we went for the middle ground and yesterday we signed all three up for football.