A New Obsession
Regular readers of this blog will remember that my 3-year old has a bit of an obsession with all things Toy Story. Over the past few months, he has built up quite the collection of…
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Smartie Rice
One of the presents the Greek God(zilla) received on his birthday, was a curry starter kit. He has always fancied himself as a bit of a Masterchef in the kitchen and is not afraid to…
A Good Morning
The Greek God(zilla)’s alarm goes off at 6am every morning. He snoozes for 30-minutes while I respond firstly to Zachy’s call of nature and then to my own. By 6.30am, we are all up. The…
An OK Mother
I do not think I am the most amazing Mother in the world… does anyone? But, most of the time I like to think I pass as OK. My son could not be more loved…
Where’s Woody’s Hat?
Remember when you were young and went on holiday with your mates and spent 2-weeks sunning yourself on the beach or lounging by the pool, and you’d stay up drinking and chatting all night long…
Threenager
I don’t know about you, but I did not find the terrible twos to be quite so terrible. He’s had his moments obviously, but mostly I have enjoyed this 2-3 age. Two year olds are…
Ice Age 4
Sunday was our first day of sunshine for weeks, so clearly we took Zachy to the beach movies. We planned to take him weeks ago, when I’d run out of ideas of how to entertain…
Best Friends
“You’re my best friend” Zachy declared last week. It changes every day, of course, depending on which one of us looks most likely to cave in to his request for chocolate buttons first. And, only then are…
Summertime
When I dropped Zachy off at nursery this morning, all his little friends pointed up to a photograph of him that had been placed up on the board in the tweenies room. Not to single him…
Dad’s Gone to Poland
The Greek God(zilla) left for Poland in the early hours of yesterday morning. He has gone to follow the Croatian football team at Euro 2012 – in a work capacity mind, not as a groupie.…
Leaving on a Jet Plane
I’d been dreading this moment for a while now. For months, I had rehearsed the conversation over and over in my mind. I did not plan to leave it right up until my bag was…
Wake-up Call
It was around 5am this morning when I first heard my name being called. At first it was just a gentle whimper but the longer I ignored it, the more insistent the voice became until finally…
