I have to suppress an ironic chuckle whenever my four-year-old proclaims she’s “grown-up” because a) she’s grown taller, b) has sips from Daddy’s Café Mocha, or c) crosses the road under my watchful eye – but not holding my hand (because I’m lugging her brother around in his car seat while carrying a pointless scooter and a Hello Kitty backpack filled with pine cones and rocks).
Many kids develop a seemingly nonsensical attachment to inanimate objects, otherwise known as ‘comforters’ or ‘lovies’. It’s actually pretty normal behaviour, and an admittedly adorable childhood quirk (that is, until “Bunny” or “Blankie” or old gross sock goes AWOL and all hell is unleashed).
But whereas the majority of comfort toys tend towards the cute ‘n’ cuddly stuff, this toddler’s choice of bed partner is nothing of the sort. And a little creepy. Continue reading
If you’ve ever wondered how parents of multiples get things done, the answer ain’t multitasking.
It’s mayhem. (At least if this dad’s put-to-bed routine is anything to go by.)
Dan Gibson, father of rambunctious 2-year-old Emily and a gaggle of wriggling infant triplets Levi, Olivia, and Jackson, recently posted a time-lapse video of the kiddies’ mum, Corrie-Lynn Whyte, snapping all four children into their onesies in – of course – record time. Continue reading
It’s so not cool to exploit our children’s private anguish for the world’s entertainment — but you really can’t blame these parents; their bookworm babe’s tears would make any mum and dad overjoyed…At least for the first few hundred reads of that blimmin’ Margaret Wise Brown book.
Not all kids take a fancy to the written word, but 10-month-old Emmett goes gaga for his storybooks – so much so that every time mum Alicia or dad Dan get to the final page, he completely loses the plot. Until they start reading again.
The phrase ‘crazy cat lady’ is hardly a term of endearment — but crazy cat baby? Now that’s something we can definitely hear more of; especially if said baby is as cute as this little critter and her beloved kitty.
Sadie Merkley and her cat are clearly kindred spirits. Either that, or the furball is so supremely unbothered by the squealing, flailing, screeching entity in the crib because she hasn’t yet realised supersonic crawl speeds, climb-clamber-destroy skills and grabby hands is but a few short months away. Whatever the case, this video will brighten your day. Guaranteed: