Tag: my week

Parenting mistakes I’ve made this holiday

So the Easter holidays are almost over for us, and good golly, aren’t they unnecessarily long? I’m sure for teachers, they’re fabulous. If I were a teacher I would live for the holidays, undoubtedly. For students, especially ones old enough to drink, they’re pretty damn great. But for parents, they’re …

Sharing is caring (but toddlers don’t care)

Picture the scene. It’s an ordinary day. Big Whingelet has returned from pre-school and I’m doing my best to let the kids amuse themselves whilst trying to cook dinner/put washing away/tell someone why they’re wrong on the internet. They seem to be doing fairly well at it, when suddenly the …

Just another Monday morning

7:52am: I open my eyes and squint at the clock. Shit, it’s almost 8am, how the hell did that even happen? At this point I would usually have been awake for several hours. The small one is asleep next to me, as per the last two – three? – weeks? …

Return of the germs: 5 ways to make sick days fun

I live in a cursed house. I swear that half of my blog posts are moaning about illness in some capacity but that’s because a) we are always sick these days, or that’s how it feels and b) being ill really sucks. I make a crappy sick person; even my …

One for the books: A visit to the library

At the time of writing, the big one is sick, and has been feeling sorry for herself quietly on the sofa for two days now. Two loooooong days*. I’ve just realised that this change to our routine has meant that the library books are overdue, and I can’t find our …

The desk at the bottom of the garden: Our log cabin garden office

Well well; the log cabin garden office which we’ve been deliberating over for a year, and planning for about three months is finally here. We started looking at getting ourselves a garden office back in 2015, but once we’d factored in the electrics, the insulation, the build etc etc we …

Bare bum in the ball pit

We all know where I stand on soft play, but sometimes there is just no better option. Recently, it’s become really cold, really suddenly. I hate it and am finding it difficult to get out of the house with the kids in the misery of winter. When we need to …

Blogueurs dans Paris: E-Fluent Spot 5

The last time I went to Paris, I was 11 years old.  My overwhelming memory of it was being sick, lots, and crazy traffic. Somehow, despite visiting a lot of European cities in my late teens and early 20s, I never returned. I very rarely travel these days (for very …

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