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3 Cheap & Easy Quiet Bags for Keeping Toddlers Busy..

A few times a week while my daughter sleeps, my son asks to do his 'special games.' Some might call them quiet boxes or activity bags. I keep a plastic tub on a high shelf and we make a production... Continue Reading →

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21 Days of Gratitude.. 7

7. Having our kids grow up in the country.. If you haven't worked it out yet, we are now living in a shed on a nice patch of dirt not far out of a lovely town in New Zealand. We... Continue Reading →

21 Days of Gratitude.. 4

4. A husband who puts up with me! ..In honour of Valentine's Day, today's grateful item had better be hubby I think! 12 years and still surviving life, marriage and kids. We have our ups and downs but we're in... Continue Reading →

21 Days of Gratitude.. 3

3. Special Days With My Son... I am lucky to have enough dollars in the bank to be able to send my daughter to care one day a week so that I can spend a special day with my son.... Continue Reading →

Anything but controlled crying.

OMG. Currently trying to stay sane and not leap to the rescue of my cute little cuddly boy as he stands at the end of his cot closest to the door, screaming his guts out. I feel like SUCH a... Continue Reading →

The Endless Questions of Parenthood.

The biggest thing parents DON’T bother to tell prospective parents is how mind-numbingly endlessly confusing being a parent is. I’d kill for a week off. Not literally of course; that would make me a psycho. But man - a week... Continue Reading →

Baby Food, Maybe Food..

So. Continuation of the baby food exploration. I’ve realised that my son has a sweet tooth the size of China, and I really need to do something about balancing that up. Was thinking about different flavours, textures and food styles,... Continue Reading →

Baby Food Schmaby Food..

Gawsh, well I put this one off as long as I could, but I’m finally into giving my son solids, and he generally loves it. Problem is, I’m in a rut already. A couple of weeks in. Ha. He loves... Continue Reading →

Sleep Training… Failure..

So. Sleep Training. What a joy. (fingers down throat.) So my little man was the baby who screamed the hospital down. The poor boy had a squashed head from being stuck in an unfavourable posterior position for hours, was forceped... Continue Reading →

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