Words for Wednesday…


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Now I’ve written that heading, now all I can hear is the theme tune from Monk that me and the Mister used to watch eating Saturday lunch way back before we had the boys. Ahhh, lunchtimes when my bottom remained seated for more than three minutes… Anyway, this weekend we bit the bullet and decided…
Shhhh….. It’s naptime. I love pyjamas – the boys have an overflowing trunk in their bedroom that we refer to as the pyjama box. I put in in their bedroom so that at night they would be able to pick their own sleepwear and help with the bedtime routine. The trouble is, it’s full of…
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…
Happy babies = happy parents. It seems so simple. Smiling signals our happiness, crying quite clearly tells a different story. The feelings wavering in between, we use our words to tell people how we’re feeling – and why. My husband knows all about that. But what if you couldn’t? What if all you could do…
If you wrote a review for anything related to Super Mario Bros or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on a blog or website this year, the chances are I read it whilst Father Christmas was shopping for my three boys. Why? Because I trust the opinions of other consumers and parents more than the slick…