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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. Then there were the items added to my shopping list which were more than a little troubling.… read the full post.
Had an accident in the playground that wasn’t your fault? Better call Sonny.
If it was your fault, say nothing and call him anyway.
This is a conversation we had a few days ago…
Sonny: “Have I got PPI?”
Me: “No”
Sonny: “You sure?”
Me: “Yep.”
Sonny: “… think I might have.”
Me: “Pretty sure you’ve not.”
Sonny: “…… might put a claim in anyway.”… read the full post.
Do you remember when this blog used to be about the kids? Nope, me neither.
I should probably just change its name from The Tales of Sonny and Luca to The Miserable Mutterings of a Middle-aged Man and be done with it. Although to be fair, if they want to play a larger part in the blog they could try taking their faces out of a screen once in a while and communicating.… read the full post.
I’ve started running. I’d like to say it’s part of a wider health kick or due to a sudden epiphany about my own mortality, but I’d be lying.
Truth is, a couple of weeks ago I lost a race with Luca. Not a proper race, mind. There was no starting gun, agreed finish line or post race drug test.
And if this sounds like I’m making excuses, I’ve barely even started.… read the full post.
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. And if I’m naked it’s only because the kids let him in without telling me.… read the full post.
