Living vicariously.

There’s a danger, when you have children, to try to have a second go at life through them. To have them do the things you wish you could have done, to be able to glory in their achievements secondhand. It doesn’t work. Our children’s lives are their own, and we triumph most when we support […]

I’ll give you something to cry about.

This morning I brought Smallest to the swimming pool for her weekly swimming lesson. It runs alongside a women’s only swimming session, populated mainly by women of a certain age. This leads to an interesting mix in the changing room, and this morning we just couldn’t seem to get out of the way of an […]

French children don’t throw food – review.

I picked up a conversation about this book on twitter last week and was intrigued by the title. And then very grateful to be sent a copy for review. I was still so intrigued that I read it over the weekend, and had a few twitter conversations about it along the way. It’s written in […]

Hannibal returns.

Years ago, when I was a much younger and less experienced parent (and actually thought there might be a Right Way to do things, that only I didn’t know) Big went to nursery. It was a very good nursery. The staff cared very much about the children, and they were all very calm, highly qualified […]

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