I used to walk the Beast to school.Because I am a healthy, fitness-loving, outdoorsy kinda mum. (bleugh)The Beast is going to preschool three days a week. (Everybody cheer with me - Yaaaaaaaay!) She loves it. The sandpit, the water play, the painting, the bird called Bella, the boys that she bosses around, the dancing and… Continue reading I am afraid.
Category: children. joys and challenges
Confessions of a BYU Hater.
BYU...Forever Happily After.I have a confession to make. It has to do with BYU (Brigham Young University, USA), Mormons and getting married. It goes a little something like this.I used to think that BYU was a university where Mormons went for the sole purpose of getting married. Not only that – I used to think… Continue reading Confessions of a BYU Hater.
He introduced me to Joy
My son went on a Youth camp to the Coromandel Peninsula in the weekend. After i dropped him off at the chapel, I drove my car around the corner and burst into tears. And even tho he'd only just left, I missed him desperately. And for the duration of his camp, i texted him, called.… Continue reading He introduced me to Joy
Is He Man Enough?
'Somewhere out there…someones saying a prayer…that we’ll find one another..in that big somewhere out there.' ( Name that song! Name that movie!) Tomorrow is me and HRH's 17th wedding anniversary. In honor of that, Im re-running this blog post.I have three daughters. Somewhere out there right now – a mother,or a father or both-is raising… Continue reading Is He Man Enough?
A Hate List – Or is it?
You're BOTTLE FEEDING your baby!? You BAD BAD mother!My little bro and his significant other are going to be parents very soon - for the very first time. ( Congratulations!) In honor of their impending sleepless nights and exhaustion fuelled days, I composed a list. It began as a Hate List of all the complaints… Continue reading A Hate List – Or is it?
The Mosquito Whisperer
First there was the Horse Whisperer. And that boy "I see dead people." And of course, the ever-stunning, Ghost Whisperer. And now, in the Young family, we have our very own otherworldly communicator...The Beast is speaking to creatures big and small. Like mosquitoes. There was a bloodsucker hovering around her juicy plump leg. I shooed… Continue reading The Mosquito Whisperer
The root of all evil. A shortage of Meanness.
Much to HRH’s chagrin, I have never been very ‘good with money’. I’m no good at making it. Saving it. Or budgeting it.I am however, very good at spending it. How to ensure these are not weaknesses passed on to one’s children? ( because lets face it, FIVE children who are only good at spending… Continue reading The root of all evil. A shortage of Meanness.
Lani Wendt Young 