The sucky part of being a parent

Yesterday, when we were down the street for a walk, I was leading Keira by the hand over the pedestrian crossing, pushing Riley in the pram, when this woman tore around the corner in her little white Barina and barrelled through, without even slowing down. Luckily, Keira and I had almost stepped off it, so…

Reliving our youth, two dimensional style

Adam loves Keira’s etch-a-sketch more than she does. Last night he doodled this: Me: Oh, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! Which one is this?Adam: Uh… (thinks)…I can’t remember.Me: It’s Raphael.Adam: No, I don’t think so…Us simultaneously: Well, it can’t be Michelangelo, because he had nunchuks and he is everybody’s favourite, so that one’s easy.Adam: I think…

Results of the cupcake making

They look nice, don’t they? Except in making these I remembered why I don’t like packet mixes and would rather cook food from scratch. The icing sachet, when it came to making that part, was white, which I thought odd, as it was pink on the packet. So I mixed in the teaspoon of water…