The tooth fairy deigned to bless our little family with a first visit back in the day, when Youngest was even younger and Eldest not so much so.Read More
Christmas is enough pressure on a parent. You want everything to be perfect, jolly and memorable, with a fair dollop of some upstanding morals. That’s my opinion. The Wife, on the other hand, believes that it’s the time to change our kids from well behaved (ahem) little ambassadors of their upbringing into feral-eyed, excitement-fueled, sleep deprived, vibrating balls of concentrated energy.Read More
The Wife was cold.
Understandable. This is because it was a clear and crisp winter’s morning. The temperature in single digits.
The Wife was exhausted.
Understandable, but less so. She’d just climbed a hill. Not Kilimanjaro or Everest, which would have been more proportional to the extent of exhaustion, but a hill. Love, if you read this, I’m sorry but it’s true.