At points during 2016, it’s been hard to have faith. But these wise words from George, the first love of my life, might just see us through.
With Christmas less than two weeks away, our three boys are bouncing off the walls with excitement. So, when Oxygen Freejumping invited us to bounce off their walls instead, we jumped (!) at the chance. *sponsored post*
Our local secondary school’s gone into special measures. Grammar schools don’t work. And God doesn’t exist. So what am I going to do about our kids’ education?
With Jamie and Jools Oliver advising us that their two elder daughters were there for the birth of the latest addition to the Oliver family, I wondered if that was acceptable. More importantly, I wondered who was I to judge.
It’s children’s art week.
Mum didn’t teach me baking skills
She didn’t lead me to the sink
She kept me close, without the apron strings
She taught me how to think Continue reading
Once I became a full time stay at home Mum I misplaced my rod, chucked the bait, and requested that all tackle be kept from view. But I was happy on the break from
fishing my career until the phone calls from the recruitment consultant started.
*Not entirely the truth.
The 7 year old was stunned. The 5 year old was visibly upset. The 4 year old burst into a rousing rendition of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star when they heard that their hero the Starman had died. Here are a few things that Bowie can teach my boys: Continue reading
Undoubtedly the trigger for the little downer I am currently experiencing was the youngest starting school in September.
I want to embrace the next phase now. To do that, I need to draw a line under the last, so I’ve decided to jot down what I learned while the kids were little.
If this helps you, all for the good. If not? Don’t worry! You are doing just fine.