How To Make Funs & Influence Little People.

Finn turned 6 in October and he is so chuffed. I am too – another wonderful year of his company. He’s doing great; loving school, meeting new mates and having adventures of his own, which is fantastic and to be encouraged, even if he leaves us behind sometimes. This was brought home to me at…

Happy Spooky Day! (Part 1)

“Spooky Day” is Rory’s name for Halloween, but I’ve missed it (againnn… that seems to becoming a tradition too). And I missed All Souls’ Day. AND Dia de los Muertos. Let’s make it a spooky week then! The starter flag dropped for the end of year rush last week with Finny’s birthday (SIXTH! Another post…) and…

This Kid Could Be Trouble.

Yes, Rory, I’m talking about you. He’s always been a cheeky monkey, independent and adventurous, with an air of (Dennis the) menace about him. However, in the past week he has given me reason to believe he is not the guileless 3 year old he has led me to think he is. I think he is…

Queasyology.

My youngest, Rory, suffers from eczema, and has put up with it since he was only a few months old. He turns a massive FOUR in January. We’ve run the gamut of elimination diets, washes, creams, lotions, ointments, probiotics, antihistamines, less baths, wet wraps and emollients. You name it, we’ve tried it. Well, all except…

Without A Weg To Stand On.

Since Rory turned the big 03, at bedtime he’s been all “NO Mummy NO cuddles NO kisses NO.” He’s being a stubborn little turd about it (don’t know where he gets it from). He will even tell Daddy to remind me there is to be NO cuddling when I come in; my arm has to be completely off him and…

Sandcastles & Volcanoes. (Lennox Head NSW: Part 2)

Day 3. Yes I skipped a day but we’re on holidays so sue me. We’re greatly enjoying camping, the days are absolutely magical; clear blue skies, about 21C… the nights would be more fun if we were allowed to burn stuff though. Last night was colder still; 3C. I’m rugged up with marshmallow socks, trackies, thermal long sleeve, fleecy…

‘Mother’ Is A Name AND A Verb.*

Mother’s Day today. My sixth! It gets a little more exciting every year; as the boys get older they understand more and more that it is Mummy’s Special Day. Today I am allowed to sleep in and be made a fuss of. I would like to be woken (at a reasonable hour) by my happy squirming boys rolling on me with yells…

Fashion Police Cadet

An exchange with Roars yesterday morning; “Mummy why you still in ‘jamas?” “These aren’t pyjamas! It’s a dress!” *blank stare* “…dress?” So either I need to wear dresses more often so my 3 year old knows they aren’t pyjamas, or I need to buy dresses that cannot be mistaken for sleepwear. Here’s the nightie: And…

How To Make What The Hell Salad Pie

  “We’re making a salad pie. They used to eat it all the time in the olden days, and we know how to make it. Now we just need to put on the pink icing. You have to eat it warm or else it tastes like poo.” They made this for me today. I think…

Teenage Mutant Ninja Tantrum

Conversation in Woolies checkout: “Mummy can I please get that Ninja Turtles Magazine?” “That’s for big boys I think darling. How do you know about ninja turtles anyway?” “No, look, it says 4 on it.” (looks) “Hmm you’re right. But I don’t think we’ll get it today.” “Why not? I’ve been good. Really, really…” “Well…