When my eldest daughter was three, she had a friend called Ellabella. She and Ellabella were tight. They did everything together. They would chase butterflies in the yard, and giggle and squeal when they had Justine Clarke dance parties. Sometimes they would simply sit and chat. Together they would weave intricate yarns of princesses and […] Read more…
*This post is in partnership with Universal Pictures Home Entertainment Cute characters, rocking good tunes, a powerful message, and not a scary villain in sight – SING was our top pick of family-friendly movies over the summer holidays. And guess what? SING Special Edition Blu-ray and DVD will be in stores 29 March in plenty […] Read more…
Quite a lot of fairy talk goes on in this household. I introduced a fairy door a few years ago and the girls have been obsessed with the magic of fairies ever since. They write letters to the fairies regularly leaving notes at their door riddled with questions. How big are you? How many of […] Read more…
Dear Homework I want to like you. I really want to like you. The first time my daughter brought you home, I was crazy excited. I remember hastily scanning through you to see what fun projects we’d work on together. I foolishly pictured my six-year-old and me sitting at the dinner table happily working through […] Read more…
We usually keep it local on the weekends. Swimming lessons on Saturday morning, followed by housework and a play at the park or pool Saturday afternoon. Sunday mornings are reserved for ironing and enjoying the kids’ company at home, or venturing to South Bank Parklands. Occasionally we mix things up, but for the most part […] Read more…
Dave and I were just 23 when we met. I was quick to fall for his crooked smile, gentle eyes and his ability to entertain me with his ‘shit talk’. Our relationship was intense for the first few months, as most relationships are in your early twenties. Always the romantic, it didn’t take me long […] Read more…
Getting to work on time and without vegemite fingerprints on your clothes or Weet-Bix encrusted in your hair is no mean feat when you’re a mum. I returned to work when my eldest was just under 10 months old, so I know how real the struggle can be. Gone are the days where you can […] Read more…