Those who already follow this blog will remember that on my return to paid employment after maternity leave, I splurged on a totally awesome automated vacuum cleaner, aka The Robot Slave. The longer I’ve owned this fine piece of machinery, the more similarities I’m seeing between it and my two-year-old daughter. For example: 1. It … More Six ways my robovac is exactly like my toddler.
Well, it’s happening! Callooh, callay – my second and final baby is learning how to use the toilet. We’re finally going to be out of nappies FOREVER! Welcome to Dry Big-Girl-Pants Town, population us. Huzzah! Let us proceed to donate all the unused nappies, to dismantle and burn the change table, and to buy huge … More Toilet (training) humour.
Now, I’m modest, but I’ll say this. My prowess in the kitchen is nothing short of spectacular. Spectacularly awful, I mean. Betty Crocker I am not. Anyone who has been my friend in real life, or on my now-defunct Facebook account, will have seen ample evidence of my culinary failings. It was clear even in … More Baking atrocities: a retrospective.
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
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.
We’ve all heard it. Many of us have probably even said it ourselves. ‘I’m all for breastfeeding, but only if you’re discreet about it’. ‘I support breastfeeding, but it’s a bit much once the kid can walk and talk’. ‘Breastfeeding’s a wonderful thing, but for the sake of modesty you should pump and use a … More If you really support breastfeeding – keep your big ‘but’ to yourself
So, a little while ago we went on a holiday. Not our usual two-hour-drive-to-stay-with-family holiday. A proper, get-passports-for-the-children, arrange-a-petsitter, crikey-we-really-need-some-more-adequate-suitcases holiday, to stay with some dear friends in fabulous Singapore. To say we loved our time there would be a massive understatement. To say we coped well with the process of getting ourselves there and … More Dos and don’ts of travel with small humans
(Guest post! Poster may or may not be pre-verbal, so I’ve taken the liberty of transcribing the gist of her message. Enjoy!) You know, I’ve been told I’m gorgeous enough times now that I don’t need any more convincing. (I’m also sweet, funny, whimsical, and have great climbing skills if you’d like some variety when … More How to be a toddler fashionista.
It’s almost as if she’s heard the stories of her precociously articulate brother, stringing words together at his first birthday party. Baby Girl seems bent on doing the opposite, and at this stage I won’t be surprised if she’s still speaking in an endearing combination of tuneful babble, monosyllabic grunts and mime when she heads … More And so, the child remains stubbornly pre-verbal
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