Things I’ve learned from my children today. I’d like to stop the march of hormones. The other day when Boy One was sharing a bath with Boy Three – generally a noisy and splashy affair enjoyed by all – I spotted something. It was a tuft of what was unmistakably pubic hair. Nooo. My beautiful […]
Changing bag bomb, bottoms and some more chemistry
Things I’ve learned from my children today. When dirty clothes come back from the childminder inside three plastic bags this is no pass the parcel. Open with great caution. Arse is the funniest word… ever. Watching The Mummy Returns, Izzy (mad flying machine driver in the manner of that chap in Mad Max) says: “Everytime […]
Washing, travelling and bedtime hassles
Things I’ve learned from my children today.Hygiene is relative. Boy Two seemed to go suddenly from a moderatly tidy child who didn’t really like feeling sticky or grubby into Stig of the Dump. After school, his hands, face and neck were grimy and smeared. “Wash your hands and face – they’re horrible.”“But, mum I did […]
My name in Lego, a happy box and a three-way split
Croup, robotic legs and a hard think
Things I’ve learned from my children today. Croup is not left behind with the Victorians. I thought croup was a relic of mob caps and knickerbokers along with consumption and gout. But when Boy Three started coughing and barking last night I found out that I was wrong. I’m pleased to report, however, that he […]