As the person responsible for cleaning your bathroom, I detect a whiff of hypocrisy, son…
Have you visited MockMom.com yet? If you enjoy satire, and the written words of parents who don’t take themselves (or possibly many other people) too seriously, you’ll love it! I’ve been enjoying their, er, hard-hitting news articles for the last few weeks. Now I’m enjoying the site that little bit more, because my words are up … More Crisis Alert: Out Of Control Parents Smuggling Vegetables Into Kids’ Food – via MockMom.com
Kids, hey? They’re adorable, right? With all their hilarious antics and inability to even slightly care what other people think? I know my two are pretty much a laugh a minute – well, the minutes in between the seemingly constant streams of meal preparation and bodily fluids – and it’s mostly unintentional on their part. … More You only get away with this stuff because you’re a kid, kids.
I have a confession to make. I’m quite intolerant. Not of people, I hasten to add. No, my intolerance is dairy. Cow’s milk. The creamy nectar of the bovine. Well, to be really specific, Baby Girl is the one who’s intolerant. It’s just that I breastfeed her, so her intolerance is my own for the … More Intolerant? Intolerable? Insufferable?
Lucky me! I’m a guest of the lovely Yvette at Big Trouble in Little Nappies today. Thrilled to be able to share this post, which may be familiar to those who’ve been with me for a while, and which sums up my slap-dash parenting approach for those who haven’t. Please go check it out, and … More The perfectly imperfect parents’ club: I’m now a card-carrying member.
The conversation took place in the car, as all the most interesting conversations do. We drive past a school with a big crucifix lit up on its roof. Boy-Child (5): Hey! It’s a cross. Like what Jesus had! Me: Yup. Boy-Child: Except His was up on a hill. Wasn’t it, Mum? Me: Yes, that’s what … More And my son’s spiritual advisor is…
So, thanks to my very exciting recent experience of being featured on Freshly Pressed, I’ve got a bunch of new followers. Welcome, everyone! I’ll let you know how to dress and behave shortly, please note the rules of Fight Club state that we don’t talk about Fight Club, Kool Aid is over there but don’t … More New here? Read this!
Well, it’s been an eventful week. First, I had the great honour of being featured on Freshly Pressed for this bit of snark, which is probably how most of you came to be reading this right now. (Welcome to my 500 or so new followers! Thanks for joining us. I’m trying hard not to be … More On fractures and fragility: lessons I learned this week.
I’m sorry, everyone. I never intended for this to be a breastfeeding advocacy blog, but – y’know. Boobs and their baggage are things that predominate my life at the moment, so… You’ve probably read about Cheese & Biscuits cafe in Rockhampton, who kicked a massive goal for breastfeeding mothers this week by politely ejecting a … More Your arguments against breastfeeding in public. They are invalid.
Planning a girls’ weekend used to be a simple process. Ten years ago, it was a matter of ringing one’s girlfriends of choice, picking a weekend a month or so in advance, booking accommodation and a nice dinner somewhere, and GOING. Now – well, let’s just say there’s a little more involved. Six months before: … More Countdown to girls’ weekend.