Category: NaNoWriMo
I am the tree. The tree is me.
Sometimes as a parent, with all the advice, and opinion flung at you, you can feel a little like a leaf on the autumn breeze.
Perhaps that’s why, when parenting, it’s important that we don’t forget our roots. Continue reading
Laugh at the clowns. Enjoy the circus.
When you’re a parent, life’s not a stage. It’s a circus ring.
What do we want? More!
Featuring Socrates and Plato on twitter.
Take No Nonesense from Little Miss Sunshine (a made-up story)
Welcome to Parentingland.
We say, ‘welcome’, but when you look at the porridge on our chairs, our unkempt hair, and the manic look in our eyes, you might think we aren’t really welcoming you at all.
