Baby Bore

Life lessons

We’re homeschooling again today as sickness seeps through the house this week. Harry trudges downstairs, sighing. ‘I’ve been learning something, Mummy. When William goes on and on and ON about Lego, I just switch my brain off and forget everything he is saying.’ Yes, son. And we’ll file that homeschool lesson under ‘life’.

Front door news

We miss most of the Trick-or-Treaters as we are out at a party. We get back and Ben, my routine-loving toddler, starts to close all the doors. I watch him make his way to the front door, pulling the loo door open towards him and manoevering himself into the corner of the hallway by the [...]

All boys here, as if I needed reminding

‘Mummy, I got poo in my pants,’ William says accusingly as if it is my fault. ‘What happened?’ I ask absentmindedly, as if I didn’t already know. I’m concentrating on getting breakfast on the table. It takes a great deal of effort to think about anything before my first cup of coffee. ‘DO NOT throw [...]

Capitalism is alive and well amongst the four year old set

It is becoming increasingly clear that I am no longer the sole influence on my eldest son. Whilst I know this is inevitable, not to mention right and proper, I harbour a wish for all my children to grow up to be kind, tolerant and open-minded and therefore I preach, and of course always practice, [...]

Where did my sweet baby go?

Harry, my four year old who is DEFINITELY ready for big school, to younger brother William: ‘I’m going to tell you a story Bubby. Once upon a time there were two little boys called William and Ben and one day they were playing in the field and they went on to the train track and [...]