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When a kid stole my kid’s pocket money…

When a kid stole my kid’s pocket money…

Yesterday my eight-year-old tiptoed into my room and said in her smallest voice, “Mum, I’ve been too scared to tell you this…” She had my attention. It turns out that a little girl from up the road stole some of Georgia’s pocket money when she was helping her...

Parenting: Beautiful and Gruelling

After yesterday’s post complaining about my 9-year-old, my friend Wendy sent me this really great article. Even though it drops many F-bombs, it was a really helpful reminder that my daughter is going through an age and a stage that will pass. One of the many...
Healthy, strong, beautiful.

Healthy, strong, beautiful.

My eight-year-old daughter Georgia feels everything with the whole of her heart. When an ambulance passes us on the road, it’s common for her to get teary and anxious for whoever might be inside it. She loves deeply and hurts regularly for those who are struggling....
Love Wins

Love Wins

“I wish I was allowed to say swear words because I really want to call you the ‘F word’ right now!” That’s my eldest, bright red in the face and screaming at me from her room while I stand in the kitchen taping up her little sister’s fingers. She was supposed to be in...
Daycare Anxiety

Daycare Anxiety

The daycare centre smelled funny. I suppose it was antiseptic, old toys, ancient laminate and a million small bodies. The foyer was unattended but there was a self-check-in system. It was our first day so I wasn’t too concerned that Sienna’s name wasn’t on the print...

Jar of Kindness

My kids are doing my head in, and I know I’m not the only one. When my girls are misbehaving we do time-out, we confiscate stuff and when we are super tired, we yell. Unfortunately, most of the disciplines strategies in my home focus on correcting bad behaviour....