There’s big changes happening in our family life with iBear starting school next week and I want to be a part of them. As regular readers will know, I’m a full time working, full time hands on Dad. This presents all manner of problems almost entirely related to time. There’s quite simply not enough of it. Whether it be a quick play in the couple of hours between getting home and her bedtime or trying to juggle weekends of housework,…
iBear is a fussy eater. I was a notoriously fussy eater. Mammy was a bit of a fussy eater. We didn’t really stand a chance did we? It’s probably one of the most testing times as a parent, trying to introduce new foods to a child. It’s also one of many times it’s made me think about my life as a child and what I put my parents through. Oh the pain and humility of realisation – I was a certifiable nightmare looking…
There have been two things remaining from iBears routine since she was a tiny toddler – her dummy at bedtimes and the stair gate across her bedroom door. One of these ended a few weeks ago, somewhat unexpectedly, and the other happened last night. Gate no more We have used the stair gate on iBears room ever since she’s had a “normal” bed. The main reason was not necessarily to keep her in her room, but to avoid any sleepy walks in…
Take two four years olds and three adults and put them in static caravan for the weekend and what do you get? A brilliant experience, that’s what! A few weeks ago we took iBear on a mini caravan trip together with her friend C who is two weeks her senior. Both children attend nursery regularly (different ones) and both have had no experience of living with a similar aged human for more than a few hours. We stayed at Cresswell…