Mothers day poem

I’ve been pulling this one out on Mothers Day every year since I wrote it in 2014. It still rings true. Enjoy.   To my kids on mothers day Hey boys here’s a story that…

Mornings with school aged children are fun, effortless and generally uneventful.…….said no parent ever. Despite the riots that may have occurred the night before I try and start each morning with a clean slate. It’s…

Homework

630pm Sunday night I’m in the shower. “Dad where’s my iPad I need to do homework.” I open my eyes letting the soap seep in. The burning sensation offsetting the immense pain I feel from…

I was told by a friend to grow up recently. He was probably right. But I figure if I haven’t ‘grown up’ by now it’s unlikely to happen. I’m still waiting to turn into my…

I’m confused. Again. I was confused 4 years ago when I wrote asking about the etiquette of an X at the end of a message. They were simpler times. I only had to worry about…

As schools around the world come to a parental-shattering shut down, teachers around the Southern Hemisphere rejoice. They throw off their collective robes, swat away the last remaining clingers, dance their way to the Xmas…

An apt title considering this weekend Melbourne is having its heaviest December rainfall in history. Widespread flooding is expected throughout the state. It’s going to get messy. But not as messy as a mini-meltdown. My…

I have the HAZMAT (hazardous materials) unit on the phone as the smell of burning plastic fills my nostrils. I run into the bathroom to see my youngest (10) pointing my wife’s hairdryer at me,…

Saturday morning. 630am. I’m up. Can’t sleep. I move to the couch where one of my boys is already watching TV. 10 minutes later the other is awake. A one-handed hurdle over the back of…

“Dad. What’s a rim job?” Aaaaaaaaaaand. We’re back. It’s been a while between blogs. I’ve been fending off questions like this in the months between. My kids (still) aged 10 and 11 appear to be…