Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
One massive problem I face about having kids is that you need to filter, moderate, exercise judgement before speaking. It's not enough that your flesh and blood can get under your skin enough to make you throw a hissy fit at the ripe old age of 40 but they bring out the big guns- obstinance... Continue Reading →
The word 'turbulent' here refers to the frame of mind of the parents of tweens and not the tweens themselves. Honestly, I can even begin to take a gander at what these self-involved little hoomans are thinking, with half their brains trying to not give into the sociopathy that kids seem to have a blueprint... Continue Reading →
Parenting often comes down to reaching agreements with your offspring in order for lessons to be learnt, set and accepted patterns of behavior to be established and also for those invisible lines to be drawn that help kids know crossing which ones will make the parents go medieval on them. Image courtesy Henry Hustava@UnsplashWhen TO... Continue Reading →
Brian Gordon...redefining the reasons we sometimes want to flip our kids off! Note: all images are sourced from the book Fowl Language: Winging It: The Art of Imperfect Parenting by Brian Gordon.
Some people have trouble being cooped up. Even if it isn't in a tiny space and even if they don't suffer from claustrophobia. Take my kid for example...sitting still is a challenge. He'd rather be running his mouth and legs off all at once and flit between shadowing bowling, getting jiggy with it and talking... Continue Reading →
It's a longish title I admit but sometimes you have such a doozy of a week that you just need to get it out of your system and can't be bothered by the aesthetics of formatting or "optimum" title lengths. Apparently blogging tip#1 is that one needs to keep the title 'short and punchy' to... Continue Reading →
I crashed by myself last night...was listening to music, sorting out playlists...everything you need head space for and which can't always be done effectively with someone staring at you with googly eyes and asking, "what are you doing?" for the millionth time. I avoided weird bedtime conversations but couldn't avoid them during the next morning... Continue Reading →
My kid thinks I'm blind AND dumb. If he didn't, why on earth would he cut off a clump of hair that he couldn't untangle instead of bringing it to his mother who's so damn handy with a comb and also when we have a detangler spray handy as well? My face is going to... Continue Reading →
I occasionally got back and read stuff I'd blogged about earlier. Sometimes I can see an evolution in the style of writing and at other times it seems either pedantic or boring. But this one is relevant even today, hence the repost. It was written 8.5 years ago on a day when I seemed to... Continue Reading →
Well...there may have been a fly and there may have been a waiter and there definitely may be some soup somewhere in this universe. But this morning it was just me and TO, sitting at the dinning table while it was still a bit dark out. He was all agog about going to his cricket... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 