Here's One For The Teachers.

Here's One For The Teachers.

It's not my usual style but sometimes, just sometimes, I have to be serious and write about something that doesn't involve a tale of my toddler defecating on my new rug.

Today, I'm writing a post in praise of teachers- not just my children's teachers, but ALL teachers across this country and across the world even.

Teachers are wonderful.

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What's The Worst That Could Happen?

What's The Worst That Could Happen?

*Warning. May cause offence to Politicians

My toddler woke up at 4.12 am on Thursday. Screaming. Loudly.

My first reaction? Dummy!!! I stuck it in his mouth sharpish...but he spat it out.

Plan B?...I held the dummy in his mouth, lay him down and patted his tiny bum for reassurance. But he kept leaping back up, crying louder and louder and rattled the bars of his cot like a wild caged animal.

Plan C?....I lifted him (I know, I know...BAD move) and gave him a hug. He calmed down and then I tried to stick him back in his cot. Oh no. NO DEAL. He went mental. So I made the worst decision ever...

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Operation: School RUN.

Operation: School RUN.

THE FOLLOWING TAKES PLACE BETWEEN 7 AM AND 8 AM ON THE SECOND DAY OF THE SCHOOL TERM.

EVENTS OCCUR IN REAL TIME.

  • 7.AM      Kid 1 and Kid 2 are dragged from their beds.
  • 7.10 AM  Milk is warmed in the microwave for 28 seconds.
  • 7.12 AM  Milk is served. Kid 1 kicks up an almighty stink as his milk is served in an unacceptable receptacle. Receptacle is changed to the appropriate one with an 'Olaf' on the front of it. Crisis averted.
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Letting it go.

Letting it go.

I have a new mantra. It's an amazing one too. It's courtesy of Mr Walt Disney and I believe it may change my outlook on life forever.

                                                               LET. IT .GO.

Three very simple but very profound little words that have really helped me out this week.

This is how:

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