I’m still tripping over the fact that Georgie put on a uniform one morning last week and is now a Primary school student… I barely got any sleep the night before and ran around like a crazy person in the morning being over-dramatic about everything and failing to take a single good photo. And then to top things off, Georgie experienced a bit of separation anxiety.
This weekend, between going to Comic Con and enjoying my last mind-numbing late night Netflix moments before Georgie starts school, I did some research on lunchbox containers. I’ve been telling myself I should get Georgie a really good one since last year but I haven’t been able to make up my mind. Take a look at my top picks and tell me what you think.
When I first saw what was in the little package we had received for James, I laughed. As if, I thought to myself, there was the slightest chance my rascal of a 14-month old would hold a cup with water AND drink from it nonetheless. Well, let me tell you, I love it when I’m totally and completely wrong about something!
Every year towards the end of August, I feel the dire need to organise, to sort myself out, mentally and physically. You see, September is my January. That time of year when I make some much-needed life adjustments/resolutions that simply work wonders for a highly-stressful individual such as myself who thrives on a rigid and specific routine. This year I’m thinking of implementing an afternoon one for Georgie. What do you think? Do your kids have after-school schedules?
There are few things I find fascinating and original when it comes to advice on raising little humans. The train analogy I recently came across ticks both those boxes. It can change the way you see your crying child and the way you feel you should deal with it.