*Cue the tissues* or Keira’s first day at preschool
Well, it doesn’t really count yet. This was only orientation and she can’t begin 3 year old preschool by law until April, but we’re getting closer by the day and it’s scary. It’s scary enough it’s almost February.
She was very excited. Once we got there, she was running all over, checking out all the […]
Graduation Time
*Twirling around in her metaphoric new sundress*
Look at my new threads! I’d like to thank Goofy Girl for designing my new site. In some respects, I feel like I’m graduating from primary school - where I was King, in my own little sense - to big, scary High School. I’ve set myself up to look […]
The sucky part of being a parent
Yesterday, when we were down the street for a walk, I was leading Keira by the hand over the pedestrian crossing, pushing Riley in the pram, when this woman tore around the corner in her little white Barina and barrelled through, without even slowing down. Luckily, Keira and I had almost stepped off it, so […]
Reliving our youth, two dimensional style
Adam loves Keira’s etch-a-sketch more than she does. Last night he doodled this:
Me: Oh, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! Which one is this?Adam: Uh… (thinks)…I can’t remember.Me: It’s Raphael.Adam: No, I don’t think so…Us simultaneously: Well, it can’t be Michelangelo, because he had nunchuks and he is everybody’s favourite, so that one’s easy.Adam: I think it […]



