Occasionally when Boy One is all flung out over the furniture watching QI, playing suduku or listening to the Les Miserables soundtrack, I think with wonder about the tiny, scraggy little thing he once was. I didn’t embarrass him then, not the way I do now. Especially when I write things like this about him. He’s […]
Teenagers: the stereotype is true
At first when you get a baby (once the colic and breastfeeding misery is over with) it is really rather lovely. They smile sweetly and you adore them. People say “just you wait for the Terrible Twos”, but you ignore them. Your cute little butter ball couldn’t possibly have a tantrum. Then he does – […]