Performance Reviews at Work and Home

All over the country, at desks in offices people are furiously tapping at keyboards and racking their brains to remember what they spent the year doing at work. It’s annual review season, the bit everyone dreads, writing up your summary of how amazingly well you’ve worked towards your agreed objectives all…

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Are you ready for Dinovember?

Last November we copied the internet started a new tradition in our house. Our toy dinosaurs came to life every night and got up to a lot of mischief every night for the whole month. Read all about our very creative dino-inspirations HERE. I admit there were many nights where we…

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A Reflection on Wednesdays

“Have a nice day off” my colleagues always say on Tuesday evening, the day before my day at home with the kids. It’s my day off work, previously my parental leave day, and now simply the day I am not contracted to work. I’ve taken one day off a week…

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24 Things No Parent Wants To Hear

I have three kids. They range in age from 6-and-a-bit to not quite 20 months yet. They are noisy. They all talk all the time (no idea where they got that from). I love the chats and the sweet singing, but there are some sounds that send me over the…

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Christmas Day With Small Kids (In Numbers)

I’ve already confirmed that “The Perfect Family Christmas” doesn’t exist, but what about the perfect family Christmas Day? You know, the ones with the champagne and smoked salmon for breakfast, new outfits for all, beautifully wrapped gifts, carol singing, piano-playing, charades and board games, restaurant quality dinners eaten and enjoyed…

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Oisin The Brave- Moon Adventure. Book Review

We recently received a copy of “Oisín’s Brave Adventure” to review, a book that’s made in Ireland and aimed at 3-7 year olds. We’d have reviewed sooner but after one read it went missing and was found following recent excavations under the boys’ bunk bed and enjoyed like long lost…

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