Category Archives: Four year old

Good or bad parenting?

I’m yet to determine if the story im about to tell you makes me a good or a bad parent. Me and a friend of mine took our kids to a nice big play park to have a run around, let off some steam and have fun at the weekend. Good?

We perched ourselves on a bench away from anyone else so we could have as detailed a gossip as we liked. Bad?

The children were full of joy in the sandpit, quite happy to fill a bucket up then tip it over. Good?

I found a big bag of sweeties in my rucksack, so my friend and I fired through the lot of them, hiding them behind our backs anytime one of our cherubs came towards us. Bad?

No, actually I’ve concluded that it makes me a very very good parent to eat my daughter’s sweets, I’m saving her from obesity and her teeth rotting.

Good or bad, you decide, haha.

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Is it about the winning or the taking part?

I like running, good for the body, good for the mind and all that, but I’m having to take it more seriously now. I may not know an exact date, but I know there’s a good chance that my kids sports day will come up in the next few weeks and I want to be ready.

Yes I know it’s her first year at school and it’s not about the winning, but it would be amazing to cross the finish line as champion of the parents race wouldn’t it? Not that I’ll have a speech ready for the podium medal ceremony. No, it’s not about that at all. Are you allowed to take supporters to cheer you on and chant your name?

So I’m going to train like Mo Farrah, get lots of miles in the legs and do speed training on the track in preparation for the day of glory.

N.b. I’m almost certain, none of this will happen, I’ll get scared on the big day and not even make it to the start line.

After school clubs

Cast your mind back to when you were at school, apart from netball, did you take part in any after school activities?

This term my 5 year old daughter has been offered the chance to go to after school clubs, here’s a selection of what’s on offer, cricket, parachute fun (I presume they are meaning 10 kids throwing one in the air in a school hall, not jumping out of an aeroplane?!) and board games.

When I was in the infants class I used to stay behind and do country dancing and I hated every second of it.

Do I have the weirdest child in the world?

My five-year-old daughter has just wolfed down a full roast chicken dinner, minus the potatoes, she doesn’t like them not even chips, strange kid huh. Nothing really out of the ordinary there, until you hear what she asked for next.

With a clean plate in front of her she asked “Can I have some more BROCCOLI please?” Eh? I’ve never come across such a strange child, she’ll be asking for Brussels sprouts next!

Have your kids ever asked for something like this? You just didn’t expect the request to come out of their mouths, I’d love to know.

What to do in the Easter holidays…

Are you like me at the start of the two week Easter break, looking at the weather forecast and just seeing rain, rain and more rain, wondering what to do, what will fill 14 days? Wonder no more, I have the perfect solution, it’s been staring me in the face, it’s the answer to all my prayers…….pack the little rugrats off to their grandparents!

They get to spend time with their little darlings and you get to go to the toilet in peace, eat a dinner while it’s hot and not have “muuuuuummmmmmmyyyy” ringing in your ears, for a couple of weeks. Everyone’s a winner!

Excuses, excuses

Some excuses sound way too ridiculous to be true, like this. My mate missed her daughter’s parents evening because…..wait for it….she didn’t turn over her calendar. The appointment had been made for the 2nd of the month but got forgotten because it wasn’t on the front page of the wall diary! Haha imagine trying to get that one past the teacher, when they hear so many excuses about missing homework already.

Cadbury’s, stop making my eyes water

Oh my goodness, I’ve just lost it, at an advert for chocolate! Dairy milk have nailed it with this one!

A little girl goes to the shop to buy a bar and pays with coat buttons, a plastic medal and a tiny unicorn toy. The shopkeeper gives her the chocolate and takes payment, giving her change of the unicorn. Off she goes to deliver the birthday present.

Well, I think that’s what happens, I couldn’t really see through the swimming pools in my eyes.