Things I didn’t know when I was 12
My 12-year-old son knows everything. In fact, he knows more than me. Or at least he thinks he does. I am pretty sure that in a few short years, he may well know more than me but I still play…
Read More »My 12-year-old son knows everything. In fact, he knows more than me. Or at least he thinks he does. I am pretty sure that in a few short years, he may well know more than me but I still play…
Read More »Another day and another birthday in the house. A day of celebration and fun and a reminder that another year has passed and another of my children has taken a large step towards adulthood. Twelve. Twelve is a significant year….
Read More »A few weeks ago, I wrote a post about the things my children find weird, you know those moments when you talk about something and they look at you as if you have just stepped off another planet. I seem…
Read More »An answer for everything, fiercely determined to always have the last word and far too clever for your own good but sometimes when you laugh at the silliest things, I catch a glimpse of the child you still are. Everything…
Read More »It feels like a long time ago now that we set our heart on buying our house. It was going to be a tight squeeze financially but we needed more space and we all fell in love with the house the…
Read More »This evening I sat down at the computer to do my two school admission forms. One for R who makes the move to middle school next September and one for A who starts school at the same time. I hadn’t…
Read More »I read a lovely post yesterday written by Sarah from Mum of Three World about her twelve year old son’s growing need for independence and it got me thinking about my own experiences. My eldest son turns eighteen in a…
Read More »You might look at the face of my son and think that he doesn’t look like a stroppy teenager. But my gorgeous eight-year-old certainly acts like one sometimes. R has almost always been my rock. He is the calm when…
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