So good Emily 😍I raised my 2 boys in the 70s and I'm sure I recognize all those parenting styles 😅 My boys are now middle-aged (ugh that makes me feel old) and have good lives, marriages and families, so maybe I did some of it right.
Wish I lived in Welly so I could bring cider over and we could sit on the deck in our winter coats under a brolly pretending we are loving life but it's just the wine talking :-)
I remember this the first time & it is still hilarious & deadly accurate. That first paragraph before the article though - could have written that myself (my girls are 11 & 9). And these holidays, nature thought that my reward for getting through the hideousness that is term 3 should be the double whammy of glandular fever & chest infection. 😫
P.S. No idea who I have been kissing to be rewarded with the kissing disease!!!
Sad news Emily - my credit card details were, according to my bank, compromised through your link somehow (something to do with a code numbe all being similar for the myriad of scammers operating through it, so I am going through my bank records now to see what companies managed to take what. It's in the hundreds so far. It means I have to get a new card. Has anyone else had this issue with you?
Oh that’s so strange Paora! I’m so sorry! Substack uses Stripe for payments which is a really secure platform. But I can contact Substack support for you?
What’s the parenting when you’re parenting in another country (some people call it a holiday) and you empathise with a newer mum who has mid melting down twin toddlers and reassure her that whatever this is will maybe pass and your own older kids start laughing at you saying “friend, friend” like Frankenstein, and then all the other people that either don’t have kids or just didn’t bring them, look at you with their heads tilted to one side. What’s that called?
Thanks for the laugh, Emily. Even though mine are grown and gone, some things stay with you forever. Like me reconsidering only having dogs, rather than children because they never run down the hall yelling "I hate you, Mum!!!"
I mean, I DO limit screen time. I limit it to the time until the battery on the tablet runs out.
😂😂
So good Emily 😍I raised my 2 boys in the 70s and I'm sure I recognize all those parenting styles 😅 My boys are now middle-aged (ugh that makes me feel old) and have good lives, marriages and families, so maybe I did some of it right.
We could all be perfect parents if it wasn't for children being actual people
Ain’t that the truth!
I hear you girl!
Wish I lived in Welly so I could bring cider over and we could sit on the deck in our winter coats under a brolly pretending we are loving life but it's just the wine talking :-)
If I could stop chuckling too hard to type, I'd be tell you that this is still perfect 8 years on!
I remember this the first time & it is still hilarious & deadly accurate. That first paragraph before the article though - could have written that myself (my girls are 11 & 9). And these holidays, nature thought that my reward for getting through the hideousness that is term 3 should be the double whammy of glandular fever & chest infection. 😫
P.S. No idea who I have been kissing to be rewarded with the kissing disease!!!
Still hilarious! And number 10 is still the best xx
Sad news Emily - my credit card details were, according to my bank, compromised through your link somehow (something to do with a code numbe all being similar for the myriad of scammers operating through it, so I am going through my bank records now to see what companies managed to take what. It's in the hundreds so far. It means I have to get a new card. Has anyone else had this issue with you?
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Oh that’s so strange Paora! I’m so sorry! Substack uses Stripe for payments which is a really secure platform. But I can contact Substack support for you?
I also want to know about all the people going on European holidays! How the heck...?
Love it.
What’s the parenting when you’re parenting in another country (some people call it a holiday) and you empathise with a newer mum who has mid melting down twin toddlers and reassure her that whatever this is will maybe pass and your own older kids start laughing at you saying “friend, friend” like Frankenstein, and then all the other people that either don’t have kids or just didn’t bring them, look at you with their heads tilted to one side. What’s that called?
“Our most precious things aren’t broken” is one of the most beautiful sentences ever
Very witty. So well written.
Thanks for the laugh, Emily. Even though mine are grown and gone, some things stay with you forever. Like me reconsidering only having dogs, rather than children because they never run down the hall yelling "I hate you, Mum!!!"
Think I got a full 10/10 except I mostly dream of being a capybara mum.
Emily 😍 your writing makes me so hopeful that one day I can shift from a 1 to 10 while lingering in Cucumber mum mode for a good few years xx