Speaking at their level

Argh! GAH! EEAAARRRRRGGGHHHHH! I may have mentioned it before, but sometimes children are exteremly annoying and trying, and, quite frankly, do my fucking head in. This time – like most times – Monkey Boy was at it. Domineering his younger brother and demanding he do stuff. The stuff that is…

Teething Problems

We’re fraught with teething problems at the moment. Chippie’s two year old molars are coming through and creating merry hell (that’s “nice” for “pissing us off”). Mostly because we forget. I blame him. He cries a lot. I can’t work out which is teeth and which is being a little…

Upping the ante

It has long been well established that Monkey Boy is a smart arse little shit. His vocab is extensive, his comprehension impressive and his problem solving skills are quite advanced. Not surprisingly, his abilty to manipulate is comparitive. Or should I say, his attempts to manipulate? After many years he…