Parenting a small child is not easy.
I'd been feeling a little stressed recently due to work, uni work and life in general so Pose in her usual 'she just gets me' manner organised a lush day out for us all. The days wombling adventure took us to Puzzle Wood in the Forest of Dean. Given the punishment our son had put... 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 →
Late finish on this post but Summer term in school is always a killer. Anyway....imagine you're transported back in time to May... It's been a pretty non-stop action month in the Webber household. We have had Ollievov's second birthday, Pose's <mumblemumble> birthday, SATs at my school, beginning of exam season at Poses school, Ollie has... 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 →
It's all been a little hectic lately but largely in a good way. The Olephant, Pose and I had a fantastic bank holiday weekend and it felt like a real treat to have three days together during term time! To top it all, after three days of family fun we were still speaking to each... Continue Reading →
This weekend saw the re-launch, after a few years hiatus, of the scarecrow trail in the village where I teach. If you haven't been to a scarecrow trail it's a really fun little event where people throughout the community create scarecrows on various themes which are then dotted throughout the area. Having recently discovered the... 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 →
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 →
Given that Ollie is shaped in a fairly similar way to an over pumped rugby ball it shouldn't be too much of a surprise he felt right at home and enjoyed himself at Leicester Tigers. He spent roughly 40% of the time burbling/flirting/socialising with people in the row behind us, 40% dropping food onto the... Continue Reading →
Ollie's discerning pallette had its first proper taste of Japanese/Sushi today. Unsuprisingly he loved it and equally predictably he managed to make eating rather dainty morsels of food look truly horrific. He pretty much dived face first into some seaweed coating himself and the immediate splatter area around him before we rescued the food. It... Continue Reading →
Parenting a Monster. 
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