“Free” childcare

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I’m not entirely sure who bought into this idea first – that a man – a father – could be considered as a ‘babysitter’ to his own children when their mum is (temporarily) out of the house/incapacitated. I just read a funny piece over on Scary Mommy which argues that *some* men can, technically, be thought of as ‘the babysitter’ due to their general attitude to the whole thing (you know the kind of thing – Pringles for dinner, up til 10 on a school night, routines and boundaries often out the window, etc.).

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Why routines for kids matter

inside-out-sadness

On one of EJ’s last free mornings before he started school full time I sat down with him to watch a DVD I had recently purchased, Inside Out. We didn’t really know what it was about when we started watching but it became clear that the story revolved around the inner workings of a little girl’s head and what happens to her emotionally when her parents move across the USA to set up a new home with her in tow.

She begins to crumble, losing faith in her ability to make new friends, enjoy family life or pursue her favourite hobby. Eventually she is so low that she runs away from home. It was at this point that EJ suddenly burst into tears – literally ‘out of the blue’. I hadn’t realised how involved he had become in the story or how emotionally delicate he was feeling after his first few afternoons as a school boy.

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The Truth about… #89

Welcome back to The Truth about.

Last time saw the usual great variety of subject matter proving that speaking the truth can be both beautiful, hilarious, devastating and poignant. There was everything from school run misgivings to bag porn (not as dodgy as it sounds 🙂 ); acronyms to school applications.

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The Truth about… #88

Welcome back to The Truth about.

Last time saw the usual great variety of subject matter proving that speaking the truth can be both beautiful, hilarious, devastating and poignant. There was everything from money saving tips to a beautiful description of the way in which it is possible to both adore your partner and take them for granted; bad dreams to Disneyland Paris.

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Two years of school run fun

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Back in September 2014 as a newbie school runner I had no idea that, over the course of the following two years I would experience days that felt like mental torture – the ones when, standing at the school door, it appeared that everyone else had someone to chat to – a close friend or even group of friends with whom to huddle whilst I pretended to be engrossed in my iPhone weather app, tears pricking my eyes.

It felt as though my alienation extended itself to my son who seemed unsure of where he fit in with his class mates and complained of having ‘no friends’. Teachers at parents meetings assured me that this was not the case and that he was sociable and well balanced.

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The Truth about… #87

Welcome back to The Truth about after my longest blogging hiatus since time began (well July 2013 anyway).

Last time saw the usual great variety of subject matter proving that speaking the truth can be both beautiful, hilarious, devastating and poignant. There was everything from holidays with pre-schoolers to the truth about Camp Bestival and a cheerful examination of how, statistically, people are generally happier after divorce.

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From apprehension to jubilation!

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Not the greatest photograph, but above you see the face of a child who was not ready to be a school boy on his first day of school. After the greatest of struggles to even get out of the house (and a great deal of sweating and stressing from the mother ship) I took this picture as a last ditch attempt to join in with the series of portraits swamping my newsfeed lately but frankly, there was no way this was ever going to make the cut and the stance and general attitude you see before you is nothing compared to the emotional storm that was brewing away.

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Back from the dead

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Hi blogging community. It’s me. I’m still here, even though you could be forgiven for having forgotten I ever existed so long is it since I last laid a finger on my keyboard with intent (no euphemism intended..).

Yes, I think these last few weeks – mostly summer holidays – have been my least blog-friendly ever and this has been my longest time away since I started blogging back in July 2013.

It’s not uncommon though, is it? I know we’re all busy, you know we’ve all been busy – even by normal standards it has been a pretty full on time filled with work, holiday clubs, road trips, days out, play dates, birthdays and family events. For us, there has also been a house move and now the start of school – Year 2 for JJ and Year R for my little EJ.

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