PAW Patrol? That’s so last month. This month, my entire life revolves around the Poo Patrol. What’s that? You’ve never heard of the Poo Patrol? To quote Michael Jackson, you are not alone. Most people haven’t the foggiest who this stoic band of pant-saving parents are. But this lack of exposure ends right here and Continue reading “Poo Patrol – a funny song about the second stage of toilet training”
If parenting is the gift that keeps giving, then potty training is the developmental stage that keeps testing. I say this, because after successfully teaching our son to orate his need to wee wee or poo poo in the toilet at home, my wife and I grabbed our little test subject, strapped him in the car and Continue reading “Potty training: tips for surviving stage two”
Full disclosure right up front: my wife and I are big fans of baby classes. Or to put it another way (that kind of resembles Craig David’s 7 Days), my son does Tumble Tots on Monday, goes to singing class on Tuesday, loves Continue reading “Dear Father Hood: are baby classes important?”
Ladies and gentlemen, are you on the hunt for the latest gizmo that is 100% guaranteed to make potty training quick, easy and painless? Well, unfortunately, I don’t have that. But I do have this Continue reading “A song that makes potty training easier”
It has now been a little more than two weeks since my son embarked on his toilet training journey. And you know what they say: time flies when you spend every waking moment worrying about a tiny person emptying the contents of their bowels or bladder all over Continue reading “11 things I’ve learned during my first two weeks of toilet training”
Inspiration can strike at bizarre times. Like when you are sniffing your child’s backside at the side of a swimming pool in Ibiza on a sunny Friday afternoon, for example. There I was doing our standard 3pm poo check, when it hit me: as a parent, you end up doing loads of things that are actually pretty creepy when you sit down and think about it. Continue reading “5 slightly creepy things all parents do”
You thought it was safe to sit down, take the weight off and watch the World Cup. Your toddler had other ideas :-(.
Tears at the nursery door? To be honest, I’ve never heard of this concept, as my son is one of those rock-hard warrior kids. You know the type. They jump out of the car, swagger up to the nursery manager, give them a nod, run in and… …it’s all a big fat lie. Boy did our little man used to cry at the nursery door. He cried, wailed and then sobbed some more. And he did it during every single drop off for well over a year. Continue reading “Dear Father-Hood: why does my kid cry at the nursery door?”
