So today’s diary entry from 1990 fell on Mother’s Day that year. I’m sure my mum was delighted to be taken out for the day to do this: Dear Diary: Today is Mother’s Day. I gave mum her card. Then we went to London on the coach for the Anti-Apartheid South Africa Freedom Now March.… Continue reading Dear Diary: March 25th
I’m making sure I document the different ways in which Herbie mispronounces words so that I don’t forget how great a skill this is and how much it makes me smile. Currently, he very much enjoys typing out poems on Microscopic (Microsoft) Word and is a bit annoyed that he has a bazuka (veruca). He… Continue reading Pronunciation fascination
Herbie and I visited London just before Christmas to see the Marvellous and Mischievous: Literature’s Young Rebels exhibition at the British Library with my brother and his husband. It made me ponder just how tricky it is to teach our children to be rebellious yet respectful, to challenge authority yet understand boundaries and to stand… Continue reading Rebels with a cause
Understanding why our children sometimes act as they do, and what they are trying to tell us through this behaviour.
Why? Why is this such a fucking nightmare? Where does the inability to put your own pants on properly but happily wear them as a hat come from? Why has the skill of putting socks and shoes on suddenly vanished? And brushing hair? I currently have to do this as Herbie twiddles around the kitchen… Continue reading Getting out of the house
Our cellar got wet during the last bout of rain, and damaged some of the storage we keep down there. One of the items was a box of Rich’s childhood things, like birthday cards, drawings and old school work. As they had been bobbing around on a tide of rainwater over the last few weeks,… Continue reading Imprints of life
These last few weeks have seen our four year old Herbie’s behaviour become more and more challenging in relation to his baby brother Gus. He will not stop deliberately hurting him, with acts of frustration such as pinching feet, hitting him on the head, ‘accidentally’ kicking him and crushing his hand. We’ve been at our… Continue reading Sibling rivalry