(also published today on Mad Manic Mamas) Last week my son Rory, 13, was poorly with a virus. A high temperature, bit of a cough and no energy at all. The “no energy at all”
Son says “Jump!”
(published today on Mad Manic Mamas) 8.15 this morning, I manage to shove my 13 year old out the door, wave at the window then breathe. I fasten my dressing gown belt a bit tighter,
Mum’s Gone to Meet Matthew Kelly – nearly!
Big shout out for Linda Jones who has tagged me in the blogging version of “Let’s see if we can work out how old you are by reading your childhood memories”: my goodness, that old,
Mum’s Gone to a Burns’ Supper – at home.
It’s Burns Night tomorrow and my thoughts return to some fond memories from last year when I realised it was “my turn” to have friends over for a meal. It was only after we’d all
Mum’s Gone to the Fire Station
There aren’t that many benefits of being a school governor, save maybe having a reserved seat for the school productions: a double-edged sword, mind you, as I usually try and slide down the chair to
Mum’s Gone to join the meme, despite being NFI
I’ve been looking at all the “favourite photo” memes over the last few days and, rather than keep sulking that I’m NFI, took a leaf out of Kelloggsville’s book and decided just to post my
2009 highlights – The High-Five Meme
Many thanks to Very Bored Housewife for saving me from a day of floor-cleaning and Christmas-decoration-removal by tagging me in a “High Five Meme”, my top five highlights of 2009. A highlight for 2010 already
Mum’s Gone to Have a Lie Down
My Boys – with matching dvds Christmas Eve, nearly midnight, and my son Rory had decided not to go to sleep. I’m sure this was a familiar scene across the globe but in this case