laugh, cry, relate
Teenagers, hey? Who’d have ’em? They are, so I’ve heard, the real reason some animals eat their young. There is, of course, a lot of merit to not eating teenagers themselves. Aside from the fact that their smell isn’t terribly appealing, they also have more hair sprouting from all over…
There is an inappropriateness in my home that causes some – not many – but some, to clutch their pearls and gossip about how they’d never let their children come over. Have you seen how inappropriate it is?! That’s okay. I’m not really sure I want those sorts of kids…
I’ve lost count of the myriad fails I have performed since I became a parent. To be honest, many of them now barely, if ever, enter my mind. I merely go along my merry way, barely flickering an eyelid at the misdemeanours I leave in my wake. It is indeed…
When one enrols children into a range of extra-curricular activities, one commits to a level of involvement. This involvement will vary from family to family, and may range from sitting on the couch and uttering “Hey, don’t you have ballet/drumming/football/drawing/something class tonight?” to acting as a taxi/uber driver/chauffeur to being…
It was a night not unlike other nights over the past lots of years. A night not unlike one many, many women (and men) with children across the globe face more regularly than they’d care to acknowledge. This particular night had the added bonus of being Halloween, whereby we: a)…