I started this post on a day that took it out of me. I’d texted a friend earlier admitting that I was finding everything too hard, that school looked like
I’ve experienced culture shock twice. The first time I was nineteen. I’d just moved to Brighton from Trinidad to study English Lit at university. There wasn’t a language barrier (much
My six year old asked me the other day whether men’s bodies store sperm or make it continually. She qualified the question by pointing out that she knew baby girls
November is well underway but I don’t want to miss the opportunity to look back on what we got up to in October. Reflecting helps me to make sense of
I was reorganising the playroom the other day (because when am I not reorganising that room as if I’ll one day walk in and magically find there isn’t too much
I love a good print subscription. We have a few for the kids and they get such a rush opening the post and looking through new magazines when they arrive.
September brought with it that predictable back-to-school feeling, even though we don’t particularly pay school terms much mind. Learning is woven into our living. A book is read while a
“Three girls! Poor dad!” Thanks, you’ve just told my children their dad wishes at least one of them were a boy. He doesn’t. “You have your hands full. Are they
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Talitha takes books out into the garden on a sunny day. She’s reading about famous artists here. When I was pregnant with Delilah, I fielded a lot of questions about
We finally managed our first camping trip as a family of five. We were meant to go to a festival when Delilah was six weeks old but Laurence got ill
With all the craziness of moving from Bristol to Cornwall earlier this year, I told the girls that we’d do birthday parties next year. We had grandparents come over for