Little Man is into the ever-popular Toy Story series of movies these days. So I’m all about Woody and Buzz and the gang (and I’ll admit, I’m enjoying it as much as he is). It’s a fun concept (imagine if our kids’ toys REALLY came…
1. Sleep with four pillows on/under/around him and not get a crick in the neck. Or any other body part 2. Make a spotless house look like a tornado hit it within seven minutes of waking up Little Man invading the kitchen drawers 3. Go from extremely irritating to being the…
Am I the only mum that thinks playgrounds are very often akin to battlefields? Children at their most excited (wildest) frenzied best worst; older kids almost stampeding the poor little toddlers who are taking their time to go up the slide then slide down it; each fighting…
Mums-to-be have all the time in the world. To fantasize, make assumptions and resolutions. When our little sons or daughters are still kicking around in our bellies, we imagine how beautiful they are going to be (we don’t realise just how much poop and…
So the other evening my cartoon (Little Man, as you might know him), was in high spirits. After running around the house claiming he’s doing “exercise” he proceeded to walk around the living room with the base of his potty on his head. Peeking at us through the hollow (the…
Every new parent encounters these ‘moments’ at some point in their journey as new mums and dads. These aren’t just any moments, but moments that either stick on in the memory forever and ever, or, on the other hand, are pushed far back into the…
Language, it is said, brings the world together. Being a mum, I now also believe the lack of it, rather, the lack of any coherent language, also brings people together. Little people. Like Babies and Toddlers. Who speak a language known and understood only by them. Like…
Happy Mother’s Day to all us hard-working (I needn’t have said that; being a mother implies you are hard-working!) mums. I know today isn’t going to be all that different from yesterday, or the day before, or any day since baby/ies were born; you will…
First things first, let me get something clear – when I say ‘my’ love-hate relationship with the idiot-box, I also mean Little Man’s relationship with the concerned item. He’s too little to blog about it himself; and well, I’m talking about how his relationship with the telly affects me…
