Tag: 12-18 months

If babies could text Vol VII: mummy’s shoulder

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I used to think I was a big fan with my wife’s shoulders. Then my son came along and raised the stakes. To say, he’s obsessed by this body part is an understatement. It’s a borderline addiction.

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Dear Father Hood: got any tips for surviving rainy days?

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Ah yes, rainy days. Enemy of mums and dads worldwide. If it’s hot and dry, we can take off a few layers and go outside. If it’s cold and dry, we can add on a few layers and go outside. But rainy days are a different story. They are wet. And wet leaves parents with two options: Continue reading “Dear Father Hood: got any tips for surviving rainy days?”

Are you ever worried that you’re doing it wrong?

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Yes, I am. I mean, there’s all the SEO stuff to think about. And then I wonder if I am using the right Twitter hashtags. And then I worry about whether I should be doing more memes or GIFs. And then… wait, you want me to talk about parenting mistakes rather than blogging errors, don’t you? Continue reading “Are you ever worried that you’re doing it wrong?”

9 things I learned from taking our 18-month-old on a family holiday

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Guess who’s back? Back from his family holiday in Spain. Father Hood’s back, tell a friend. That’s right, folks. After seven glorious days of sand, sea, strops and sunburn, the Hood clan has jetted home from Tenerife to face the music. And when I say music, I mean Continue reading “9 things I learned from taking our 18-month-old on a family holiday”

What makes a nursery good or bad?

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Do I look like I work for the nursery inspection section of Ofsted? No, I don’t, but I guess that’s why you’re reading this post. After all, there is only so much detail you can digest before your mouth beings to trot out platitudes like: Continue reading “What makes a nursery good or bad?”

Why do stag weekend dads get so drunk on the first night?

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Stag. Stag. Stag. Awooo. Awooo. Awooo. Apologies for the excitable start to this answer, but I am just back from a three-day stag in the Icelandic capital of Reykjavik. It was the second big bachelor party I’ve been on since our little man was born and I can confirm that I Continue reading “Why do stag weekend dads get so drunk on the first night?”

Flying with children: what’s the best time of day to take off?

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There isn’t one. Next question. Sorry, I’m in a grump because three of my most recent flights with my son have been about as enjoyable as a long weekend with the Norovirus. Continue reading “Flying with children: what’s the best time of day to take off?”