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 My beautiful boy had his first eye test on Saturday.
When I received the results of his school check up announcing that he was “borderline” with his vision I kind of assumed that he was probably not great with his letters at that stage anyway.The test took place a couple of . . . → Read More: Eye test This is a typical case of parenting fail but it really made me laugh… BAD MUM!
Since E started school I feel like I have started a new job. There hasn’t been a day I haven’t needed: To make sure forms are filled in, signed and returned Important dates are religiously entered in the family calendar Photos are ordered on time Money is given every Friday for Flapjack Friday . . . → Read More: I have become my child’s PA  I am not sure I should be worried but E seems to be coming home with stickers telling me he’s been brave or bumped his head a little too often for my liking…  Elliott has started school a couple of weeks ago and we are officially living with a school boy now. It is amazing how he has adapted to his new life. Even putting on a uniform in the morning doesn’t prove to be challenging at all, which is considered a major achievement in this house. . . . → Read More: Living with a school boy… Elliott: “Mummy why are you being grumpy today?” Me: “Because I am very tired darling, sorry about that” Elliott: “Did you lose your temperature like I lost mine earlier?” Me (suddenly feeling like life is priceless): “Something like this I guess…”  Yesterday morning Craig and I were chatting in the house when suddenly we heard what parents really dread: the scream of pain and panic. Elliott had just fallen off the bench he was sitting on. How? We have no idea, we were inside. All we know is that we both ran as fast as . . . → Read More: One tooth missing…  Some have got an imaginary friend, E gave life to Piccachu. He saved him from the bag that was heading straight to the charity shop. A good reason to never leave the charity shop bags on display, it has since then lost half of its content. Anyway Piccachu has been adopted as his BFF. . . . → Read More: Piccachu, my child’s BFF  Elliott has recently morphed into a mini teenager. How did that happen? Tell me if you know. He suddenly has an opinion on everything, he tells me to “stop being silly” and corrects me when my French accent is taking over. While on holiday he even started using his dad’s hair wax. I . . . → Read More: I suppose that’s what you call growing up… The other day I walked into the boys room and all I could hear was a loud cloud of sharp argument in the air. “I am Buzz Lightyear and you are Woody” Elliott tells his brother. “NO I am Buzz Lightyear!!” Victor replies in obvious agony. “NO, I SAID I AM BUZZ . . . → Read More: That, my friend, is real Mum Power!  |
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Living with a school boy...
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