Christmas performances part 1
It’s Christmas performance time and my head is close to exploding. With three kids, a job and a husband with his own business, the logistics…
It’s Christmas performance time and my head is close to exploding. With three kids, a job and a husband with his own business, the logistics…
Why is it that giving something a name makes it instantly more attractive? After months of bad behaviour and battles at the breakfast table, I…
I am told it’s not easy living in an older sibling’s shadow. Constantly being compared, usually unfavourably, by parents and teachers. You’re not as good…
My kids have accidents. Not all kids do. I know two families whose kids have more accidents than mine and plenty of families whose kids…
I was brought up by a mum who did everything for me. I tidied my own room and laid the table and cleared it, but…
Is it just me, or is there a massive gap in the market for birthday cards for the people that matter? Particularly the male people…
My eldest son started Beavers when he was 7 1/2 and in Year 3. Because he’s one of the youngest in his year, many of…
It’s a day like any other in the summer holidays. Except that I decided to write down every single question the kids asked me, just…
I once heard the ‘hour’ (a term used fairly loosely, I’m sure) between teatime and bedtime described as ‘arsenic hour’. I like this term. It…
With three kids at the same school, there are few mysteries left. Of the three new teachers, two of them have taught one of my…
My kids are not babies. Far from it. At 10, and entering his final year at primary school, my eldest is more tween than toddler,…
‘Daddy, I don’t much like food from fields’ my daughter announced at the table yesterday. And what poisonous ‘food from fields’ were we trying to…