Guilt. Oh the guilt. Parenting is full of it. Am I working too much? Am I not working enough? Is he watching too much TV? Why wasn’t I more patient with him today? One of my biggest – and most legit – sources of parental guilt though is that I’ve yet to take my four-year… Continue reading Parental guilt – the swimming edition
I have a lot of pet hates, that’s just the kinda gal I am. But parenting has expanded this list significantly. So much so that it warrants its own Parenting Pet Peeves series. And so I present to you PPP #1: Inappropriate clothes for kids. (Particularly babies)
Hey kiddo, I intend for you to read this when you’re 18, so if all has gone to plan (and you haven’t internet stalked me and read this years ago) it is now <quick bit of counting on fingers…> 2030 and you’re a strapping young man with the world at his feet. I bet you’re… Continue reading An open letter to my two year old son: What you need to know about girls.
I’ve had a lot of experience of toddlers and drunk people (separately), and I’ve come to realise that actually, they’re pretty much the same. Here’s why: 1. They both think they’re utterly hilarious. They can laugh at themselves for hours. 2. They both dance like nobody’s watching. Witnessing a two year old dance is one… Continue reading Why toddlers are just tiny drunks.