It’s a tough job but someone has to do it. With pleasure.
The summer break is over. After a glorious week on the Cote D’Azur Rory is back at work, Aoife has just started Year 1 and it’s back to reality (booooo). There’s no other job, yes I referred to parenting as…
Things their mother said…
“Please can I leave the table?” “Well you can’t take it with you” I was about eleven when I finally got what this meant!
“I love you with all my heart, well, most of it”
We’re into week three of the summer holidays (though someone clearly forgot to inform the sun) We’ve had a couple of fall outs, a LOT of chattering, a close escape, a fair bit of foot stamping and declarations of inhumanity,…
“Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives”
This week Victoria Beckham shared a gorgeous picture on Instagram of her giving her daughter Harper a kiss. Who could have anticipated the controversy that would arise from such a sweet, innocent picture of affection between a parent and…
“How he dresses, I care zero, so long as he don’t steal my drink”
This time last year, Aoife was starting her taster sessions for Reception Class, it was a big bloody deal. She barely seemed old enough, I wasn’t ready for her to leave nursery and I CERTAINLY wasn’t ready for her to…
“All children, except one, grow up”
Today Aoife is five years, six months and three days old. Today, while she quickly wrote a story before school because we’d forgotten to do her homework (when does that start becoming her fault not ours?), we found her first…
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