Monthly Archives: May 2015
Love is made up of all sorts of little things. Like photocopying your daughter’s homework so her brother can do it too. Why these kids want to do homework at 5pm on a Saturday is beyond me, but hey they’re rather cute doing it.
Mr 3 is giving me a hard time at the moment. I have been through the three-year-old tunnel once before. I can see a light in the distance. Unfortunately I know from experience that the lengthy, monotonous journey that is “three” runs into a tumultuous valley of fire and ice that is “four”. So rather […]