The Longest Day part 6
Nov27

The Longest Day part 6

It’s mid-afternoon on that day last August when I just wondered how many questions my kids asked in a day. So I wrote them down. The results surprised even me. The questions aren’t always funny. Sometimes they are actually relevant or make sense. But they are continuous. There is no let-up. If you don’t know what it’s like to have three children read parts 1-6 one after the other. Then have a long lie down. If...

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The longest day part 5
Sep30

The longest day part 5

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 to prove to myself and maybe even the rest of the world, how relentless parenting three children can be. Frankly, it’s rather like being hit round the head with a big stick. We’ve made it through to lunchtime. If you want the full effect, read parts 1, 2, 3 and 4. Any names are changed...

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The longest day – part 4
Sep01

The longest day – part 4

My boss asked me yesterday ‘How are you even alive?’ He’d spent a week with three kids. If the bedtime blog didn’t act as contraception, this one should. It’s a day like any other, except it was a day in which I decided to write down every single question my kids asked me. Suffice to say, my hand was aching. To get the full impact, this should be read after parts 1, 2 and 3. It’s late morning. We...

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The longest day – part 3
Aug09

The longest day – part 3

Yep, it’s back to that day a year ago when I decided to write down every question my kids asked me – and as a result spent the whole day scribbling on bits of paper. It’s mid-morning and the four of us have just started out on a walk. B2 age 6 3/4: Mummy, do you want to play a good game? Me: What is it? B2: It’s a Club Penguin game. Do you want to play the game, Mummy? Me: It takes a while to heal. B1 age 9:...

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The longest day – part 2
Aug04

The longest day – part 2

In which me and the kids endlessly discuss and finally make it out on our walk… And the kids just keep going on and on… Although B2 is as ever conspicuous by his absence in these exchanges. B1: Mummy, LG says a dog ate her sandwiches in the park when I was on camp? Me: Yes, it did. B1: Why? Me: The sandwiches were on the field and we left them to get the Aerobie out of a tree and a dog ate them. B1: What did you say to the...

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