I got my eleven year old son’s latest school report this week.  I had barely started reading before I was smiling.  That great big smile you get when you feel like you are going to burst ( Read more... )

I had this conversation with my just turned four year old son in the car yesterday morning.

Robert : *sings off key*
Robert : "Mummy what's a disco stick?"
Husband : *snorts*
Me : "What's what baby?" *desperately hoping she has misheard or a shiny object will
capture his attention*
Robert : "A disco stick, what's a disco ( Read more... )