As I was changing the twins’ nappies in the front room the silence which came from the kitchen was deafening. Not least because I knew that three little boys were in there. Using the parental formula of: 3 (little boys < 5 years old) + sound/silence = Mischief² + Nothing good possibly going on… Read More
In 1997 Stephanie and Ben tried to convince me they had chicken pox. Well, Ben claimed he hadn’t actually drawn on himself as Steph was the one with the spots. He was looking forward to Steph getting into trouble whilst he obviously had done nothing. He seemed to have missed the point that… Read More
Eddie was still a toddler when he earned himself the nickname ‘Farmboy’. He has a natural affinity with animals – a real Dr Doolittle connection and a serious sense of responsibility. He has loved learning about growing plants, of taking a seed and some dirt and watching it become something else. And if… Read More
Imagine what the world would be like if toddlers chose what their parents wore instead of it being the other way around? Whilst my initial thoughts are that it would be some kind of fashion disaster I remind myself of clothing deemed appropriate or practical from the top designers and think that maybe… Read More
Sometimes there are moments in parenting when you wonder if what just happened really happened, and if things like that ever happen to anyone else. This evening we were eating dinner around the kitchen table as we do every evening. There were a couple of conversations going on. A few of the boys… Read More
Anna and Oliver Logic isn’t really a strong point when you have only just turned three years old. Neither is reason – as Ollie demonstrated to us yesterday. After a disagreement in Cait’s room Ollie began to misbehave as three year olds sometimes do. ‘If you’re going to behave like that you have to… Read More