Scents Of Humour
by“Hey, I’m in here!” bellowed Master13. You already know what this is about, don’t you. 😀
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My Killer Outfit
byIt would seem I am unsuitable for living life on the road.
Our Five Year ‘Old Woman’
byTaking the kids to the loo when you’re on the road really eats into your day, especially when you’ve five kids and their bladders don’t communicate.Â
The Real Reason We Need To Get Moving
byWe’ve been – I want to say trapped – at Tracey’s parents’ place for months now waiting for Tracey to feel up to travelling and working again. Then Master12’s appendix had to be expelled from his body and that’s slowed us down some more. The good news is the bus is looking and running fantastic, and we’re going to do a walkthrough to show everyone our set up shortly.
School Holidays: Day Five
byI think I now know why the school day finishes at 3pm.
A Girl Thing
by“Someone in there?” asked Master24, tapping on the door of the bathroom. Close.
Hello, Ladies!
byThe look on the face of the bloke walking past our car at the north bound BP servo at Caboolture was, when I think about it, totally called for.
The Crap Trap
byGoing forward, I have one job: to look after the house and the kids so Tracey can focus on her photography business. It’s why I’m giving up banking.
A Hint Of Things To Come…
byI’m starting to get a feel for how much of a godsend it was to be able to escape to work…
Putting Off Housework Can Be Scary
byMiss5 was standing in the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, doing little jumps up and down and holding onto her wee wee. I knew exactly what was coming…or so I thought.
Toilet Training – The End Game
byThe final stage in that all important milestone – kids wiping their own bums.
Crappy Rewards For Children
by“Where’d she get chocolate?” I stammered when Miss3 came running up to me with her face and hands covered in it.
We Attempt To Go Paperless In The Loo
byThere aren’t many places, in a house of seven, to sit and enjoy a good book.
And now, thanks to one of our little cherubs, there’s one less.
The Very Best Thing About Our Big Day Out
by“Line up for the loo,” I called out to the kids. We were on our way to Brisbane. We’d been up since 7am and the midday meet up was already looking iffy.
Trouble In The Throne Room
by“You’re in a good mood,” I accused my wife this morning. It wasn’t what I’d been expecting.