Toddlers: when a green plate means the end of the world

Toddlers. Delightful small humans. Some days they just make your heart almost burst from so much love, other days, you want to sign up for a bulk wine home delivery service.

Welcome to the phase of parenting that will make you feel like you’re living with small, drunk, bi-polar pirates… Continue reading

More things mums of boys will understand

More things mums of boys will understandI’m a mum of boys, and wouldn’t have it any other way. Even when random strangers imply that I’m apparently missing out on a great parenting experience by only having sons, and no daughter.

So far, my boys have taught me that farts are apparently, hilarious. Often so funny, that when one of them farts, the other laughs so hard, he almost falls off his chair. Continue reading

How parenting prepares you for a job at the UN

Parenting and the UNWhen you become a parent, not only do you retain the set of skills, qualifications and experience you had before your kids came along, you also gain a whole new set.

Most parents could easily qualify for a job at the United Nations, or any large organisation that deals with various governments, large departments or handles crises on a regular basis. Here’s why. Continue reading

Hell hath no fury like my pissed off toddler

toddler-tantrum-picture2Hell hath no fury like a pissed off toddler. More specifically, like my toddler.

I’m a redhead. This means, generally speaking, like other redheads, I have a very short fuse*.

My parents have told me stories of when I was a toddler and my temper. Think of the phrase, “hell hath no fury like a pissed off toddler”. Now factor in the redhead element into the equation, and it starts to paint a pretty scary picture of some epic toddler tantrums. Now times that by five, and according to my parents, this is what my toddler is like. Continue reading