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My Blackpool….
I taught algebra today at school before coming home to create our version of Blackpool tower. In its algebraic form (did I make that word up? Probably.) I reasoned the following: Back in the day (or the “olden days” as I used to call it when referring to my own parents’ childhood) when staycations were the norm…

FOOD FIGHT, FOOD FLIGHT
I had no idea what an ordeal eating could be until I became a mom. From breastfeeding issues to weaning worries, I thought I had experienced it all… …until Jensen decided that sitting at the table was not for him shortly after he turned seven months. He hated the high chair, and remaining stationary to…

BLOGTACULAR IS HERE!
It’s blog conference season again and this year, my favourite blogger [and loveliest friend] Debbie at An Organised Mess and I are spreading our wings and heading to a new destination for our second conference of the year [our first was Blog On Cymru]: Blogtacular! I’ve had this ticket since forever, it feels like –…

PLAYING BY THE RULES ON FATHER’S DAY WITH TRUPRINT
“Nothing.” is not the inspirational answer I hope for each time I ask the mister what he would like for any special occasion…but it’s the one I get, anyway. Buying for him really makes me wish that the phrase, “it’s the thought that counts” was a reality, because if it did, the gifts he eventually…

Gambling for Toddlers…. A Tragic Tale.
Keep Up With The Jones Family Instagram or Facebook followers will have noticed yesterday the solving of one of our most frustrating garden mysteries ever. We finally found the gastropod version of the Rock of Gibraltar. For weeks we’ve searched for the plump, guilty molluscs who were clearly feasting nightly on our green seedlings by the glow…