A poem about why we need to change how we look at things when we would like to see a rainbow.
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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 →
When it comes to how best to parent, what is ‘the truth’?
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…because we’ve all got time for that, right?
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I’m starting to wonder about the impact the status update, the ‘likes’ and the shares might have on my kids. I’m wondering what you think, too.
It’s not sugar crafting and gift wrapping that woke me up with that anxiety that creeps in if you wake between 3 and 5. It’s something else.
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The naked rambler’s brother installed our staircase. He was fully clothed when he did it. Public nudity is not a family trait. Continue reading →
It’s not just the tech that is buffering around here.
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It’s time for the school run. <gulps>
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I don’t want to be scared. I want to be Charlie.
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Perhaps that’s why, when parenting, it’s important that we don’t forget our roots. Continue reading →
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