Tag: dad

The shit they don’t tell you (part one)…

When you have babies everyone tells you to make the most of the now before that sweet little bundle of joy arrives. Make the most of the sleep filled nights, get that last bit of […]

Dad is the shit

It’s Father’s Day and as any good wife, I promptly made my escape for my morning run and left the husband with a well deserved opportunity for some quality time with his three angels. My […]

It’s a Dad thing

I remember the days when my husband’s old ways would include baggy jeans that hung at his knees. Now he’s a Dad, gone is the lad, he wears trousers with belts and tools hanging down, […]