Parenting a small child is not easy.
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 →
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 →
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 →
In an effort to broaden Olephants horizons food-wise, Pose and I have always tried to give Ollie a little bit of what we are eating. Whilst this has been a success in terms of getting him to eat pretty much anything that can't run away (having said this he did once try and gnaw on... Continue Reading →
Parenting a Monster. 
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