Today is my fortieth birthday.
Really, I’m not sure how this can have happened. Because last year it was 1996, and we were all dancing to Born Slippy at the uni bar. Right?
But I’ve checked my birth certificate, and my mirror, and yup it’s true. I’m forty. No denying it. In fact, Continue reading
Even my six-year-old is sick of the nativity this year.
Personally, I can’t wait to see cuteness personified in a bunch of tea towels, crowns, and angel wings. I love watching kids in a nativity. There are the Continue reading
Yesterday morning we headed to school as normal. My eldest son left a few minutes earlier on his bike. After telling one particular child to ‘stay focused’ for the 100th time, the rest of us finally managed Continue reading