Diagnosis: Spirited

I have what they politely call ‘spirited’ children. You know the ones: the type checkout operators suddenly open extra lanes for, that you hear coming before they arrive. Children that, while others sip babycinos on their mother’s laps, are hell-bent trying to pull apart the fire-extinguisher. While my boys are generally well mannered, kind natured kids, their tenacity makes them question every request, push every boundary, test every rule.  They’re energetic, curious beasts with determination in spades and wills of steel. It can be hard to reign in all that…

Links to Parenting Columns

If you like a dose of reality when it comes to parenting, here are links to my latest My Child Magazine columns  (with permission from my editor, thanks!). Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog’s Tails.  (Is having boys really something to pity?) High Anxiety Before I was a parent Confessions of the Mother Of Boys The Age of Outsourcing: Is modern parenting easier? Christmas. With Children…. Judgement: with a side of peas. Fit Your Mask First Before Helping Infants Mean Mum I’m no expert. The wheels fall off in my…