Yo-kai Watch 2 - Fleshy Souls & Bony Spirits
How outraged are you, I mean really?
How to Survive the Apocalypse
I suppose I should write the obligatory back to school post. As a parent blogger I think it's in my contract. I also have a confession to make, but more on that later.
As of next week they'll both be in school full-time. Sonny is already there, Luca however is still within the graduals stage.
When I first heard about Lovebombing I assumed the thesis had been written by a toddler studying 'The Gullibility of Parents' at Tumble University.
Then I read a lovely post on Sussex Mama's blog, coupled with an article in the Guardian, and noting neither were published on April 1st I decided there was little harm in giving it a go.
Maybe it's because I helped out at school last year and now appear on a 'gullible parents' list, or possibly it's because when asked by his teacher, Luca told her I didn't work during the week and watched football all day. Either way, this week I was roped into helping out on his school trip.
We've had a lovely few days in the sunshine, which coincided perfectly with Luca finally shaking off his seemingly endless list of bugs and lurgy.
Sunday was their cousin Elizabeth's birthday party with a Pirate & Princesses theme.
I'm a big fan of Yuletide traditions, I have a few of my own.
When I first became a stay-at-home dad I always intended to write a retrospective post about my experiences. Of how I entered a traditionally mothers environment as the 'minority dad' and came out the other side.
In my head I already knew what I was going to write. How facilities aren't geared towards dads.
A couple of days before our drive up to Edinburgh 'someone' left the keys in the car overnight and drained the battery. I'll not say who, other than to repeat a phrase I overheard Janet say to the AA man,
“... yeah, he's a tit!
Me? A stay-at-home dad? Eating out?
That's not to say we don't share time in the kitchen.