Tag Archives: Humour

My fae has an unquenchable need to run. It doesn’t matter where we are, or where we are going, she needs, Needs, NEEDS to run there. If we are going nowhere, she will run in circles. Recently, she has announced that she is not running but hunting. I asked her what she was hunting, andContinue reading “Shh, I’m huntin’ shops.”

My daughter has some eclectic eating habits. This is not unheard of for children who are as spicy as she is. In fact, it is not unheard of for children at all. (I actually think that the only reason that it is not seen in adults so much is, adults have more control over theirContinue reading “Sneaking food”

My daughter has found a new game to play when out in public, and I have to say I’m finding it hilarious.  It’s called ‘being good’. The rules seem to be reasonably straightforward: when in public or semi-public situations and there are other children around who are “acting out” a little, make sure you areContinue reading “Being Good”

My daughter loves spending time doing classes at the gym. This has been something of a saving grace while I recover, but it’s also great for her: it gives her somewhere after school to burn off her energy – after spending the day doing things that may be mentally stimulating, but not so physically demanding.Continue reading “Which is your child?”

After explaining to our daughter that I was going to hospital for surgery soon, trying to soothe the resulting anxiety beast pretty much brought us to our knees. So, we reached out to her school teacher and asked for help. I have to say that, despite any conflicts we had with the teacher she hadContinue reading “Social Story Saviour”

So, my second week into healing after what I thought would be a minor surgery but apparently is quite a major one, and I am bored. I am bored with being in pain, bored of not having any fitness, not being able to drive, and most particularly not being able to lift anything, as thisContinue reading “Television? Oh yeah thats a thing”

This is, once again, one of those conversations I can’t believe I am having. I should probably back up a bit. For Christmas, once again, my fae child only wanted one thing. Her letter to Santa was as short as it was illegible and only asked for a toy baby giraffe.  Sounds easy, right? Well,Continue reading “2ft Giraffes are not school suitable”

So, recently I ended up in a conversation with my fae child that had more of an effect on her than I expected. Whilst running around with a calculator (it was a Christmas present) she decided that it was a phone, on which she had entered a phone number.  As an offhand comment (silly me)Continue reading “8 can’t be in phone numbers”

So, happy new year. I hope you all had a wonderful season of giving, and celebrated the true spirit of Christmas. In our house, that is the commercial spirit. In all honesty, I have been buying presents for my daughter since October and squirreling them away. So by the time it came to wrap them,Continue reading “Christmas is over”