A fan of the fidget spinner
I have a confession to make. I am a fan of the fidget spinner. When my kids aren’t around, I often find myself searching the house in an attempt to get my hands on one so I can have a go myself.
I have a confession to make. I am a fan of the fidget spinner. When my kids aren’t around, I often find myself searching the house in an attempt to get my hands on one so I can have a go myself.
Earlier this week I took part in Oxfam’s latest fundraising initiative, Dressed by the Kids Day. The aim was to get sponsored and raise funds for the charity by letting the children choose your clothes. This picture was taken while my youngest daughter, Izzy, was going through my wardrobe. She took a liking to this
In the past few days I have come to appreciate the simple beauty of the paddling pool. Forget iPads, or other complex toys; when the sun is out and the temperature rises above 25 degrees Celsius, the paddling pol really does reign supreme. Our paddling pool really came into its own yesterday afternoon. I filled
The thing I find amazing about bicycle helmets is how it’s become standard practice to wear them. My eldest daughter won’t leave the house without hers if she knows she’s going cycling but when I was a child I never wore one and neither did any of my friends. But that’s by the by. I
Over the past couple of months I’ve become troubled. You see our eldest daughter, Helen, has started declaring certain toys and objects to be “for boys” or “for girls” and this causes my wife and I some pain. As committed as I am to gender equality, I am a realist. Certain toys and activities will