Parenting a small child is not easy.
TLDR: Great Halloween, tiny people were cute, sugar was ingested in heroic quantities The Prep: Ollie began the week rather joyfully crowing that it was Halloween soon. Somehow, he has decided that Halloween is something exciting and that he should probably be allowed a party as part of it. Given that Pose and I feel... Continue Reading →
Recently, Ollie has begun developing a more advanced sense of humour. Admittedly it is still rudimentary, however he's branching out and is attempting to add sophisticated flourishes to his repertoire. One of these 'flourishes' can be seen in the fact that he has started doing extremely unflattering impressions of people at his nursery. This level... Continue Reading →
Ollie has always had a carefully developed and well orchestrated range of gambits for artfully poking Rosie and I both mentally and physically. Through constant enforced exposure however, we have increasingly become resistant to them as time has gone. They are wonderfully passive aggressive at times and include classics such as steadfastly insisting that I... Continue Reading →
This post has kind of come about from a discussion Pose and I were having on the way back from the 'Festival of Children' we went to recently in Cheltenham. The event in of itself, was quite an amiable affair with various businesses etc putting in little workshops for tiny people. Yes, it was quite... Continue Reading →
A quick post precursor, I love my son, he's great and Pose and I are lucky to have such an awesome bundle of brilliantness in our lives. However, some weekends it can feel like a war of attrition, interspersed with artfully timed biscuit bribes as an aid to promote any fleeting moments of peace. Merely... Continue Reading →
Again this is a finish up of an unfinished post from June that, due to life in general, didn't quite get finished...so imagine it's June... First off, I need to have a slight gush about how utterly stunning the Confetti fields outside Pershore are. Its quite rare given how varied and beautiful the Cotswolds are,... Continue Reading →
Last weekend, for the first time in two years Pose and I had a night away from home without a tiny Pachyderm for company! Momentous news I know. I think both of us genuinely expected this to be a worrisome experience where Pose or I would be phoning to check on Ollie every 30 minutes... Continue Reading →
Firstly, I should point out that by entertained I really mean: keeping out of trouble, not making a moaning noise, not harassing the dog, not randomly licking objects/surfaces, taking a break from demanding cheese despite already having some in his hand, not flinging himself dramatically on the floor to express his despair with the world... Continue Reading →
I get that mother's day is a chance for children/offspring/financial burdens to do something nice for or spend time with their mum's. However, it's not really hit me until the last couple of years, this year particularly, that it's almost more of a chance, particularly when the child is at Ollie's age, for husbands/partners to... Continue Reading →
Now, Oliver is a wonderfully reasonable young rascal the majority of the time. As long as people bow down to his will and he has a steady supply of snacks, then everything is fine and dandy. However on occasion life can throw things up that are designed seemingly with the sole purpose of frustrating and... Continue Reading →
Parenting a Monster. 
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