Raising the SmallDragons taught me everything I know about parenting. Then BabyDragon came along and ripped up everything I thought knew and scattered it to the four winds whilst running away giggling.
I often think that, on the birthday of a child, the mother should be given a gift. After all her hard work, I think she deserves it. So, what did I get to celebrate my part in this momentous day? A stroppy pre-teen boy, his easily wound up younger brother and the joy of icing 16 pink
Then there was the hell of a birthday party at Kidspace. Although, to be fair, the reason I chose Kidspace despite its eye-watering price tag is that all I had to do was turn up with a cake, the birthday girl and an empty bag for the presents. Trust me, it is worth every penny. I took one small girl off to locate BabyDragon, I wandered over with my camera at candle blowing out time and I sat about drinking coffee and chatting to a few other mothers who were not so slack as to dump their child and run. (These
Whilst I was
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