I read this memo last week at Che’s Montessori school. If ever there were a good parenting article, this is it. Since I first read it I’ve thought daily about the way Daniel and I are [...]
No, I’m not giving Poet away (although she does look rather endearing in her vintage romper and striped bow, doesn’t she?!). Dragonfly Toys have offered to give away one of their [...]
…we wandered up to the local school where, miraculously, Che transformed into a sweet little skeleton and Daniel stole the bike. Poet watched happily from her little red caboose and I [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Waiting for his swimming teacher. He’s got the most relaxed legs in the pool, hence he often sinks. Poet: Her [...]
We’re in the throes of moving the entire house around. It feels like we’re moving house – without the boxes and without the truck. There’s just a whole lot of junk [...]
There are some words that I particularly love. I like their definition, the way they sound, the way they look when handwritten on a page. Poetry is one of them, symbiosis is another. But kinfolk [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: New bed, new room, new raindrops Poet: She waits, every morning, for me to wake. Sometimes she pulls my hair. 52
On Sunday morning we drove over the Harbour Bridge and into the big city – Che’s first taste of urban fun. He knew there was a surprise in store but we didn’t mention the amount [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” From behind, from above. Che: Sooking on a tree stump. “I want to be alone.” Poet: Sorting out the washing. [...]
Yesterday my Dad turned 60 which means he’s officially in “popa-land.” Like most Grandparents he is now eligible for a seniors card which gets him a train ticket to the city [...]
‘Organisation’ seems to be the ‘it’ word for 2012. I find it pretty easy to keep on top of the kids’ schedule. Poet eats, sleeps and rolls. Che goes to school, [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” This week, portraits of the every day. Che: I often find him on his bed in the day – quiet time with books. [...]
