Having a toddler is a bit like having a feral dog. They’re cute and playful and sweetly loiter around under your feet all day but boy can they be rank. They have sticky paws, toddlers this is, dribble, snot and on occasion are known to sneeze cheese over folk (man on flight back from Faro… Continue reading This one’s for you, Miss P!
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, right… Continue reading It’s nice; like strawberries
I’m often stopped in the park by a range of strangers who’ll say I’m “brave” or “completely mad” because of what I’ll allow Sam to do. I don’t mean behaviour-wise, although of course there are times when a tantrum comes out of nowhere and to be fair, on those occasions, I probably do look a bit like a… Continue reading Nature’s fun-filled games – you’re completely mad!