Every now and again a phrase or word will pop up and before you can turn around it is EVERYWHERE, like it had always been there, grinning at you smuggly from its pop culture corner. Mostly I hate these words and phrases.
Exhibit A – “Meh” – I’m pretty sure it’s not a word. And it’s an incredibly short way of saying I don’t really agree with what your saying but I can’t be bothered to actually articulate why. It’s lazy and disrespectful. Oh, I get that I’m a word snob. …

A rainy day is the best kind of day for playing outside. The trampoline doubles as a giant puddle jumper, the sandpit is perfect for making sand castles that stick together nicely, water has been collecting in the dump truck making the perfect supply for ‘painting’ the cubby house and although you can’t see the moon you can see plenty of clouds.
And even better than that? The well-earned bubble bath after dinner. If by dinner, you mean pretending to eat one or two spoonfuls of soup. That counts as dinner, …

It starts with a cheeky smile during story time, when she’s supposed to be winding down after her big day. But somehow, she never does winding down. Ever. There’s just full speed and crashing later on.

What’s so funny? She was throwing a fish puzzle piece off the couch and Josh was picking it up for her. HI-LAR-IOUS! Yes, she is very easily amused. And that belly laugh? It is just music to my ears. I could listen to that all day.

And keep doing it? Ten more times? Well that’s just …

I’m guest posting today at Sleepless Nights. You can check it out here: Exhaustion and the Art of Lazy Parenting.

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Today is my first doctor’s appointment for me and the jellybean. I imagine that the blood tests will come back and say I’m iron deficient (again!) and I should be taking the super-strong iron supplements. Last time I was on them and they were about 20x more than the general recommended intake. And I took them twice a day. It wrecks havoc with your system, but it was the only way to get my iron levels up to a normal level.
As I’m in complete, unadulterated planning mode, I also called …

Dinner is hit and miss. Most days it doesn’t get eaten at all. And for some reason, I still persist in my refusal for Riley to substitute dinner with eating peanut butter from the jar with a spoon. Go figure. But avocado is still a favourite. It was her first food and her enthusiasm for hasn’t really wavered ever since.
She loves helping me cook and mix. So yesterday, I popped her up on the bench and she helped me make guacamole. She mashed away while chanting ‘helping!’, ‘I did …

I don’t know when it happened but sometime a few days ago ‘mummy’ was gone and was promptly replaced by ‘mum’. I’m not sure how I feel about this forging ahead into little kid-dom. But I think it’s fair to say I’m not a fan. Not even a little bit. I was initially reluctant to be called ‘mummy’ just because I always called my mum by her first name. But now I’m actually quite attached to it. And this mum business? Just doesn’t cut the mustard.

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The deadline for submitting to the Carnival of Personal Blogging is tomorrow. So you better get your skates on. If you want to submit something – the theme is all about your journey to personal blogging.
I’ll remind you of some of the basics.
What is a Personal Blogger Anyway?
It’s a pretty broad category. Basically, it’s anyone who primarily uses their own life experience as the content for their blog. Yes. It’s you! With that in mind it includes humour blogs, mummy blogs, daddy blogs, slice of life blogs and pretty much …