Return of the Nazi Mum! Morning went something like this: With Grumpy & I still in bed, Monkey Boy & Godzilla somehow manged to find & consume the hidden, remaining Easter eggs. Am not sure why I am surprised. They are not called Monkey Boy & Godzilla for nothing. Subsequent…

One assignment down & second almost completed. This morning I attempted the “sweetie, can you please watch the kids today while I do my assignment? Thanks.” Clearly I needed to be more specific. “Watch the kids” generally means more than “stand at the sink drinking coffee while they throw wooden…

Ah winter in Melbourne approaching (this week anyway). Battle with MonekyBoy to wear clothes that covered knees & elbows – which is not an easy task with a little boy that would get around in the nick all day if you let him. And, of course its swimming day. Today…