A Hairy Dilemma

A Hairy Dilemma

As I battle with the daily challenge of cleanliness versus peace (when it comes to hair and fingernails), I’m reminded of the preparations for the return-to-school haircut. Term 3 was looming. Littlest Wombat’s hair was like a bird’s nest – literally. Just long...
Book worming

Book worming

It was about 9pm – getting late. Dancing Wombat was on her bed, scrolling through the usual YouTube music videos on her iPad, having reached her step target for the day. Littlest Wombat was asleep. Train Wombat was on his computer in his room, and Free Running Wombat...
Swimming – an alien experience

Swimming – an alien experience

Barely 10 minutes into last week’s swimming lesson, Littlest Wombat stood before me at the edge of the pool, dripping and shivering. “I’m not doing swimming ever again,” he declared, with hot, angry tears. “You’re already making life hard enough for me! You don’t need...