Youngest is very much in the terrible twos stage at the moment. Her defiance is something else. She has clearly obtained a plethora of tactics from her brothers but deploys them in a way that is very much her own. She remains a lovely, thoughtful girl most of the time but is going through a …
Seven years ago today, I wrote a post about not feeling as young as I once did. It started with a magazine landing with a thud on the doormat. I’ve written a couple of other posts about age since then, but this one is the official sequel. There are a couple of reasons for this. …
One of my favourite words used to be ‘filibustering’. This is simply because of the sound of the word – I don’t like what it stands for, of course. Far from it. I was witness to a fair few Tory councillors doing something similar earlier this week. They spoke at great length without actually saying …
A couple of months ago, I blogged about some of the ridiculous things that have sparked arguments between my sons. Since then, we’ve had the Christmas holidays, several weekends and a half term for them to get on each others’ nerves. And they have done so with great aplomb. So, further to my previous post, …
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m getting grumpy before my time. Maybe this is because half term seemed to last forever plus, as a result of an injury I picked up at five-a-side, I ache everywhere and can only hobble at the moment. It might also be down to the fact that I’ll be …
Somehow or other, Amelie is two years old already. It doesn’t seem like long ago at all that our plans for a quiet home birth were replaced by the complete opposite, but calendars don’t lie! So how is she doing? Well she’s becoming funnier by the day and knows it too. She seems to have …
A few weeks ago I wrote about my belief that Amelie could be a Mogwai. The jury is still out on that one. Mainly because she has started demonstrating behaviour consistent with something that sounds similar. A magpie. Metal objects have started to go missing lately. The first thing to vanish was my Batman multitool. It’s a particularly useful gadget …
Somehow or other, Dylan is seven years old already. How has that happened? Yes, I find myself saying words to this effect every year but the time really has whizzed by. It doesn’t seem like long ago at all since the day he was born – even though it was bloody ages ago! Despite seven years …
Dylan is going to be seven next week. I can’t quite get my head round this myself. As well as disbelieving thoughts about the passing of time, birthday presents have been very much in mind. The lists he has made – for there have been several drafts – have made for interesting reading. There were a couple …
I used to hate going back to work after the long Easter weekend. This morning, however, I breathed an almighty sigh of relief. Finally we’re back to reality after weeks of being all over the shop. It all started when building work started on our house. This took a few weeks, during which we stayed at …