Early this morning, Chloé jumped on the end of our bed yelling “Chippy DIDN’T MOVE!!” This was an emergency that required some super-fast thinking — a lot to ask given that the sun was barely up. Blea...
After removing the latest assortment of crackers, pumpkin seeds and raisins from the back seat of the car, the LH finally Lost The Plot. I had tried to keep up with the wayward snacks but after a busy...
I love my kids. Not just in an I-love-chocolate kind of way, but in an earth-shattering, heart-stopping, life-defining way. They are absolutely the apex of my world. And they are also disgusting.
I j...
Once upon a time this was a serious column. It didn’t last long. At the end of my first month I realised you were never going to read about lentils unless I made it funny. No-one likes to be told what...
The LH has been teaching Chloe our phone number in case she gets lost. “But daddy,” she said, “maybe I should have a credit card …. you know, just in case.” It was a nice try. Later, I asked her what ...
The jet-setting LH is away again. I explained that it’s not a part-time position but was met with a withering look, whoops! Nevertheless, it was well-timed as we have continued to destroy the kitchen ...
“Mummy,” said Chloe, on the way home from the beach, “I want to go to a naked party!” Unfortunately I was mid-swig from my water bottle. If you have ever considered an in-car sinus wash, I don’t recom...
“Darling,” said my mother, holding up the one naughty thong that I own, “is this washable?” And so began Super Granny’s stay. Oh don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for the help, but how is it possible ...
All children have underdeveloped social filters, with Chloe being no exception. You may remember her very loud conversation about — how shall I put this — male anatomy, during a quiet moment in La Tra...
All children have underdeveloped social filters, with Chloe being no exception. You may remember her very loud conversation about — how shall I put this — male anatomy, during a quiet moment in La Tra...
