As a seasoned stay-at-home dad I should know better than to do a big shop with little helpers.
I guess it's like my relationship with KFC; every few years I just need reminding of why it's best avoided.
The warning signs were all there. Their eagerness to help for a start, that's not normal.
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100 Years Young
Community Partner Award - Pride of Britain
A few months ago I read what was possibly my favourite ever tweet …
At the time it really made me chuckle. Not so much now.
You see that 68-year-old man is a comrade; a true brother in arms.
I'm not one for new year resolutions, what with me being willpower intolerant and all.
Don't mock me now, it's a genuine medical condition. The nurse diagnosed me as such at my over-forty health check. I think. She definitely mentioned something about willpower, the rest was a little hazy.
Not those kind of confessions, get your mind out of the gutter.
If you were expecting this to begin with a rugged plumber knocking at the door I can only apologise. The most excitement you'd get from me in that scenario is if he didn't condemn our boiler for another year.
Sometimes Sonny and Luca give me a look as if to say 'who's the grown-up here?'
Without their disapproving stares I found myself in Asda, at the top of a long straight ramp, with no-one around and a trolley that was asking to be ridden on ...
I thought I'd found a healthy balance over how much time the boys were spending in front of the TV; that was until Sonny's latest birthday wish-list included Nelli Kelli shoes, Fabreze, Bratz, and Calgon.
Another favourite advert is for Play-doh, so after much nagging we decided we'd make our 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.
It may seem a little premature to be writing a review of 2016, but I'm not sure what my internet signal will be like if I need to bunker down with a four-year supply of tinned sardines and a wind-up torch. If Vodafone's coverage in my kitchen is anything to go by, it's not looking good.