Do as I say … or, actually, maybe not

After a day that had left me feeling drained, depleted and exhausted, I advised Grumpy Pants I’d do the swimming lessons for the afternoon and he could stay at home and “just chill” for a bit. Because he deserves it. See. Drained. Depleted. Exhausted. And, we can now officially add…

Birthday Parties – Trashed

Yesterday, we attended a friend’s birthday party – Trash Pack themed. There was a cake. It was magnificent (if I can get a photo of it, I’ll be sure to post it). It was a Trash Pack cake, professionally made and one of those creations that you wish you could…

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…

A Review: Skylanders

Some days I get bored. And others I just like to fuck with my kids’ heads. Last week was one of those days. The postie arrived with a parcel for me. Terribly exciting. But that’s because I really need to get out more often. *sigh* Anyhoo, it contained a Skylanders…

How much love? To my back teeth.

Monkey Boy; sensitive, compassionate, caring. He has, of late, embarked upon the “you love him more than me” thing. It strated a few years back but has increasingly become more prevalent. Last year, I loved Godzilla more than him, because we’d end up yelling and upset with each other, whereas,…