Note to self: Carry a cow

Knock knock! Who’s there? Oh hello terrible twos, what’s that? You’ve officially entered my house, well, I’d like you to go please. No, it’s definitely not rude if you leave early, it would honestly be very welcome indeed and no need to call back. That’s it, just shut the door behind you on the way… Continue reading Note to self: Carry a cow

Just eat it. Please. You can have some yoghurt later…

My child won’t eat my food, and apparently, well, according to Google, I’m not alone, and unfortunately, also according to Google, there’s not really much I can do about it; it’s a “phase”. Well ain’t that just dandy? I love food, like really love food! You know that good, wholesome, home-cooked, incredibly scrummy food that’s not… Continue reading Just eat it. Please. You can have some yoghurt later…