It's university holidays, you're home with the kids, as nice as the possibility of sleeping in is, planning ahead for February is literally going to save your already paper thin sanity.
By some miracle I'm sitting in an 8:30 lecture. Just praying that I didn't leave a child at home. A conscientious account of a journalism student who is afraid of the phone.
Your final assignments are due and your children decide to make pancakes...all over the kitchen. It's a race against time, sanity and cleanliness.
It's Friday night and I'm sitting on the lounge with my youngest daughter who's dancing on the lounge as Eddie Murphy's donkey sings out "I'm a believer". This is about the third time she's watched Shrek tonight. Bad mother you say... hmmm yeah maybe, but she's been happy relaxing in here while her momma has … Continue reading Never too much Shrek