The Case of the Mysterious Poo

The subject of poo for a parent can be distressing (lack of it), irksome (too much of it) or, if you're lucky, nothing to worry about at all. Potty training in our house was the one developmental thing I can honestly say I barely passed. Firstly, the timing was ALL off. First time around, she... Continue Reading →

Lost in Wonderland

This is quite possibly the most exciting gift I have ever received, by proxy that is. Thanks to Iris' most wonderful and almost psychic godmother, we now have one of the most beautiful books ever in our library. I was at least ten times more excited than Iris when she was presented the book. Robert... Continue Reading →

Not That Kind of Mum

There are mums who never raise their voices or lose their temper. They take the time to get their children's attention instead of yelling, then speak levelly with them and they never, ever resort to threats or bribery. I am NOT such a mum. But I try. Most of the time. Ok probably about 65%... Continue Reading →

Home Alone

Now that Iris is in full time school, six hours a day, five days a week, I thought I'd have free time coming out my ears. Nope. In fact, I feel more busy than I was last year when she was in school a lot less. So let me just say for the record, especially to... Continue Reading →

Making Them Feel Special

So about a third of Iris's library is made up of hand-me-downs from her cousins and among them is Max Lucado's You Are Special. We always say the year has flown by at the end of it but somehow this year really has gone quicker than previous years. This is probably because so much has happened... Continue Reading →

Getting All Arty Farty

It's been about 2.5 months since my last post. We've had a pretty major happening in our nuclear family, which I'm still deciding whether to talk about. Also, I have been INSANELY busy. Every morning I wake up feeling hungover without the good part! Then there's Paris. I am not going to go into that because... Continue Reading →

My Baby Can Read!

This reading mum is so bursting with pride I just had to post this. Iris read her first book on her own! Now, she has been sounding out words for several months already but it's never been a sustained length of text, just random words. In the last few months, she's grown familiar with all the... Continue Reading →

Embracing Everything

I knew Iris would be an active child because of her constant movement in utero. However, I never expected her to be so, super, duper, ridiculously, chatty. Ever since she was about 10 months, it has been relentless. That's what I called her then and it hasn't changed. Except that before it was cute baby babbling, easily... Continue Reading →

Big, Bold and Beautiful

I used to be an elephant. Nooooo, not in size but in remembering a ridiculous number of things. From facts and figures to trivial events in the lives of friends and family, I was a veritable fount of useful and not so useful knowledge. Now, I find my mind is developing holes and I can no... Continue Reading →

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