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…
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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…
Long Locks Gone
When I called the Greek God(zilla) from JFK airport before boarding my return flight home, he proudly reeled off a list of all the things he had accomplished while I had been away. These included: –…
Girl, Uninterrupted
Zachy takes his bath in the evenings, around 6pm. He has it warm with bubbles, toys and bath crayons. He spends about 30 minutes or so splashing around, plays with boats and ducks and balls…
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…
Do you think you are a great Mum?
Do you ever have days when you look at your beautiful child and your heart swells so much it could burst and then you think to yourself “Oh shit, I really have absolutely no idea what the…
When life gives you lemons, ask for some salt and tequila
The last few weeks have been a bit up and down. It is probably fair to say that they have been a bit shit. Ironically, the lack of which is what is causing us the most…
Lub You
I can’t believe how much of a chatterbox my 2½ year old son has become of late. It seems like only yesterday he was still my baby, whose vocabulary was limited to ‘Mummy’, ‘Daddy’, ‘Uh-Oh’ and ‘NO!’. Now…
Bye-Bye Grobag, Hello Big Boy Bedding
We arrived back to London with the A-Team around 4pm on Saturday. We’d spent the morning hunting for chocolate eggs in the garden and then went for a walk along the beach, where the boys…
Living with a 2½ year old
Me: “So, you don’t want to play in the garden, you don’t want an orange, you don’t want a drink, you don’t want to do a puzzle, you don’t want to go to the park,…
A Tale of Two Poos
The Greek God(zilla) had to deal with a floater in the bath on two occassions last week. TWO. Not his own, I might add. He was toilet trained a long, long, time ago and hardly…
