Internet-based snark since 2007.
There are some milestones which, as a parent, give you pause. You stop, for a moment, in the day-to-day task of keeping your family afloat – steering the waka through storms, plugging any leaks, navigating as best you can – to turn and gaze at the great distance you’ve covered. You look to the horizon…
Kids say the darnedest things. Earlier this evening my four year-old came out with some very Willy Wonka-esque psychedelia that I wanted to try and capture in a picture.
Hi. It’s been a little while since I last wrote. There are a few reasons for that, which if you’re interested, you can read about on my website. But for today I’d like to talk about toddlers, specifically the way in which they are like Joe Pesci (it’s not just that they’re short with high-pitched…
Since returning to full-time employment after having a child I’ve faced a number of obstacles. Most of them are The Master’s toys which are strewn from one end of the house to the other. But certainly the removal of daytime naps from my life has been a sad loss.
It’s Mother’s Day on Sunday. You probably already know this due to the plethora of mailers and store displays encouraging you to show your mother how much you love her by shelling out some money and buying her a gift or two.
Kia ora all! Sorry about the lack of posts last week. There was a bit of drama happening around our way that I won’t go into, but things are back on a slightly more even keel this week so blogs will be happening again. I hope you didn’t miss me too badly but please remember…
For the longest time after I had a baby I was really, truly not comfortable with the word “mother”. Well, not so much the word itself, more that it now applied to me. Mother. It just seemed to come with a lot of gravitas. Far too much for this flibbertygibbet.
I’d never really thought much about it before, but I would like my offspring to have an appreciation of The Arts. I don’t expect him to be an artist or even have an artistic or creative job necessarily but I would like him to see the value in artistic endeavours.
Reading is a really big part of my life, as is writing, of course. The idea of not being able to do those things as well as I need to is upsetting to me but that’s the reality for many people living with dyslexia.
Earlier this week a woman was rescued by police from a car that shortly afterwards sank into the Waitemata Harbour. Dramatic photos of this event have sparked the imagination.