F#cking kids doing dangerous shit

Our final stop before we arrived home was a night in our Nation’s Capital. Well, my brother’s loungeroom floor isn’t technically Our Nation’s Capital, but his house is located there. Like all good Uncles (but not the favourite, apparently), he set up a bbq and let the kids throw sticks…

There's really only one way to describe it

A reasonable day, once I got over the morning thing. The kids were at school, how bad could it be? Pickup and off to gymnastics, remembering snacks, gymnastics uniform, balls, drawing stuff, changes of clothes, drink bottles, nappies, spare nappies, bum wipes, face wipes, hand wipes, mobile phone, diary, baby…

New Year – a bit of old, a bit of new

A new day, a new year has dawned. And the kids are still up to their old tricks. I wonder how this will end … Monkey Boy is attempting to pole vault over various pieces of furniture using the roll from the tablecloth. He obviously can’t remember the last time…