Category Archives: Holidays

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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From tiny tadpoles come…..

I don’t remember seeing any tadpoles since I was about 9 years old, until now that is. We are now the proud owners of hundreds of the things! Arriving home after staying with Nanny and Pops, my daughter was so excited to tell me that she now had ‘pets’, a big tub of frog spawn! Those little dots in jelly eggs have now hatched out and become swimming dots with tails. We have lists of about 60 names strewn around the house, there’s Cecil, Paula, bob and Fred. God help us when they all become ribbiting frogs.

Don’t do it, it’ll stink…

WARNING! To everyone taking kids to a beach this summer.

If you are looking for interesting stones and pebbles and come across some crabs legs that your child finds fascinating, LEAVE THEM THERE!

I can confirm that putting them in a toy bag for a week, so they’re safe for next month’s ‘show and tell’ makes your house stink!

You’re welcome.

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!

Trumping etiquette

A 4 year old girl I know, was round at her granny and grandpa’s house when she announced “I just farted!” The granny was quite shocked at the word and said “no, you just let out some windy pops.”

A little while later whist playing, the girl turned back to her grandparents and told them “I just farted some windy pops!”

Hahaha out of the mouths of babes.

The crap British bake off

I knew I’d fall down as a mother when my little one started school and after the first term here came the big hurdle. The parents were asked to donate something to the cake sale now I’m not known for my culinary skills, in fact I’ve been dumped because of my cooking, so doing a Mary Berry impression fills me with utter glee.

As a parent of a schoolgirl you can’t send them with nothing, especially as it’s the first time that they’ve asked us to bake anything, I got nervous went through some recipe books and settled on a box of cake mix I found the back of the cupboard. I thought it was being quite earth mother to get my girl involved with the mixing and the icing and the decorating and of course that excuses me because they really did look like they’ve been made by a four-year-old.

The moment of truth, the table of sweet treats in the playground, and yes all six cupcakes that we made was still there even though about 1000 people had already bought cakes. There’s only one thing for it we bought them all to save the embarrassment of anybody else having to eat them all then being thrown away.

Doesn’t Christmas go on?

Christmas must be so confusing for children, it feels like it goes on forever doesn’t it? My four-year-old asked last night why somebody still had their twinkly lights up outside the house. I tried to reply but I knew I was fighting a losing battle, trying to explain that we are currently in the 12 days of Christmas and lights don’t have to be down until January 5th, then add in the advent calendar where you open a window every day for 24 days and the fact that we went to see Father Christmas in mid November and it’s no wonder she believes that Christmas goes on longer than the X factor!