Gardening with children
I’m not a gardener. In fact I’m not even interested in really trying to garden. But I would quite like a nice garden that looks like a garden rather than a paddock. At the moment ours is a great place…
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I’m not a gardener. In fact I’m not even interested in really trying to garden. But I would quite like a nice garden that looks like a garden rather than a paddock. At the moment ours is a great place…

Whenever we’re in the car, we always end up talking about something that generally leads into a bizarre conversation. I guess that’s toddler conversations for you. The other day, Black Eyed Peas ‘I Got a Feeling’ came on the radio….

After yesterday’s toilet training post about how we N did it, I wanted to share my top tips on toilet training boys. Ok, so really toilet training any toddler, but slightly more relevance to boys given that’s what I’ve got…
f you’ve not already experienced it, toilet training a boy is hard work. Toilet training (as we can’t really call it potty training) any child is hard work, although some do find it easier than others as with everything about…

We’re so lucky being on the farm, as it means that even if we can’t get further afield (no pun intended!), there’s still plenty of space for the children to play outside. Being farm children, there’s not really any excuse…

Families can be really hard work. You can have great relations, where all family interaction seems really easy. Or family members you rarely see, and some that are really hard work. My mum was great as she would religiously phone her…

Children’s accents are funny things. I wouldn’t class myself as having an accent that was recognisable as coming from a specific area. Having my formative years living in Windsor (therefore speaking very well, some would say posh, although it wasn’t received…

N’s always loved being with his dad, but previously has been a bit young to worry about his dad working late and not being around at tea. But now, he’s turned into a bit of a Daddy’s boy; he always…

I’m always amused by the discussions that N and his dad have. They always seem very different to those I have with him. I dread to think what they might turn out like by the time N’s older and supposedly…
What is it with children and keys? When they’re babies, keys are shiny, mirrors, and noisy. A distraction from teething, crying, chewing. Something to hold and tug on instead of jewellery. N wasn’t really given keys to play with at…

Children are noisy. I know that, you know that. It’s something you expect. Thankfully N isn’t one of those children who talks AT TOP VOLUME ALL THE TIME. I think that would drive me mad. How teachers cope, I have…