Amazingly, this year, NO last second changes of mind on costume, NO (parent) tantrums over facepaints…even made it to school on time.
Costumes had to be animal characters AND homemade. And not two legged human animals, as argued by Rowdy.
To the cardboard recycle bin!
Our local climbing centre has many great facilities.
One of these, unexpectedly, is some handy toileting extras for when the ladies get caught out of a month.
Theory’s good but it’s important to treat kids as individuals, right?
REALLY individual individuals.
“Muuuuuuuummmmm. What’s for tea?”
“I’ll check with the Under 5s Marketing Team.
Love, what’s for tea?”
Winning at the not-lying-to-the-kids endeavour.
Conventional nativity? No, no, no. Did Orson Welles stage Voodoo MacBeth? Yes, he did. So why not shoogle The Bairn in the Barn story up a bit?
If we’re getting ourselves out on a freezy, cold night, dodging frenzied parents and teachers and dashing for the mince pie table before all the scran is gone then outlandish, offbeat entertainment is a complete necessity.