Parental Amnesia

I like to think that I remember my children growing up pretty well. The important details of their lives are etched on my memory and are unlikely to fade with each passing year. For instance, both the First Born and the Boy Wonder were 49.5cm long when they were born and weighed 6lbs 9oz. Imagine … Continue reading Parental Amnesia

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Again and again and again…

Picture the scene; I'm sat in my living room at 6.30am having made the Bear Cub breakfast as he's awake at this ungodly hour again. But I'm thankful in part as at least it's not 6am.  He's already demanded what he wants (this morning was toast), stropped at all of the other options mentioned before … Continue reading Again and again and again…