There was HUGE excitement in the Cuckoo household last night as we arrived home from holiday to find two, rather large, boxes awaiting our return! I do love the suspense a big box arriving on the doorstep brings, however, this time, I knew just what to expect inside, and know of a little boy who … More Brown paper packages…
Last night my toddler threw up in my mouth. Like actual vomit, right in my mouth. I tasted it. Hell, I think I even swallowed it. According to my husband though; it smelt nice, like strawberries. Well, I can 100% assure you it did not taste “nice, like strawberries”, it tasted like real person’s very real sick, … More It’s nice; like strawberries
Sam plays beautifully on his own. He pushes his cars, trolley, chairs, the dog, toot toots with his trains and repeatedly punches his baby in the stomch so that he can hear it shout Mama, Papa and cry, and has a lovely time doing so. Cue bout of maternal guilt: is it right that I … More Guilty as charged
