My Eldest son is pretty brave for a five year old. He'll walk up to just about anyone and start a conversation, whether he speaks their language or not. He'll jump off the highest diving block into...
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They say the love of money is the root of all evil, but I’m inclined to say its sleep deprivation. Shakespeare’s Macbeth used all kinds of poetic language to describe sleep, calling it sore...
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Our favourite crumby mummy tells how not to raise kids in the capital. Recently, after a rummage in the tool box, my eldest son came running up to me with the tape measure in hand and an...
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In an act of genetic fair play, my eldest son was born exactly like me while his younger brother is a replica of their father. It’s very likely, then, that the little one will grow up to be deft...
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If my pets and plants are anything to go by, things are not looking good for my children. The one-eyed cat that I found on the street as a tiny kitten has grown up hating everyone in the world...
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I’m here to publicly admit that I am a terrible cook. I would like to think I make up for it in other ways, but besides a few stand bys, most of what I cook is unremarkable at best. I feel...
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You might remember the horrible hair cut I wrote about a few weeks ago, a cut so sensible it left me looking about as alluring as a baked potato. So when the beautiful Vicky Powell offered to let me...
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For many parents, the glory years between the end of nappies and the beginning of the surly teenager are the main reason people ever want to have kids in the first place. So when my eldest was...
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Ok, ok, I’ll admit it: I let my boys go to bed without a bath last night. Again. See, I was at work until 9pm and their father only beat me home by a few minutes and their nanny just didn’t...
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I recently got around to ordering my son’s violently expensive school photos from last year, and I’m still in a tiff about it. Instead of the old-fashioned order form, I got a link to a website...
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