Parents are to blame for obese kids. Period.

Parents are to blame for obese kids
Parents are to blame for obese kids – who else is at fault?

I was watching The Cutting Edge recently. You know the show that Brendan O’Connor hosts on RTE 1 of a Wednesday? One of his guests, political journalist, Daniel O’Connell, brought up the subject of obese children. He is of the opinion that parents are to blame for obese kids.

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My ultimate parenting hates; they drive me mad!

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Parenting hates – Play-Doh is top of my list.

Before I had kids I never really thought about cream crackers. I never really thought about McDonald’s Happy Meals. I never really thought about Weetabix. And I never really thought about Play Doh. However now, as a parent, I think about them all the time. Probably too much if I’m really honest. They are my parenting hates.

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Four-year-old obsessed with Michael D

Michael D Higgins

Miggle D Giggles or is it Michael D Higgins

Well, did Santy come to everyone? I know we are in to the second week of 2019 but this is my first post since before Christmas so I have to fill you in on what the big bearded man brought. Or perhaps I’ll just talk about the two gifts that have sparked Sarah’s latest obsession. Continue reading

Match Attax and my five-year-old

Match Attax

Match Attax – my son has a new obsession. Anyone else?

Soccer, football, call it want you want but it’s what I was reared on as a child. Of course the GAA played a role too but I was soccer mad as a kid. My father took me to every single Ireland game in what was then known as Lansdowne Road. He took me to the World Cup in America in 1994 and on numerous away trips to follow the Boys in Green. I was utterly obsessed.  Continue reading

Junior Infants teachers – can we canonise them all?!

Junior Infants teachers

Junior Infants teachers – they are saints. Absolute saints.

Let me set the scene. Picture 33 four and five-year-olds in the one room. The vast majority of them are giddy. They are not used to sitting down for prolonged periods. They are all probably talking over each other. To me it sounds like utter hell. However, that the reality for Aidan’s Junior Infants teacher and Junior Infants teachers all over the country five days a week. And do you know what, the woman that teachers my fella deserves a medal. Or fifty bloody medals for that matter!  Continue reading

Being a stay at home mum – how I’m finding it

Being a stay at home mum

Being a stay at home mum – my last house must have been an awful tip altogether!

I’m over two months in to my new life being a stay at home mum so I thought I’d give you all an update on how the new full time job is going! I don’t really count the first month because I was so consumed with getting everything organised and done for the move. However, I’m over a month in the new place and everyday life is settling down.  Continue reading

Living in the country with kids – it’s different alright

Living in the country with kids

Living in the country with kids – it’s a big change for us

I was born and reared in the country but left it when I headed off to college back in 2000. I’ve become quite accustomed to town living for the last 18 years. Just over a two weeks ago however, we moved from Newbridge town out to the sticks in Meath and it really takes some getting used to again.  Continue reading

I never wanted to be a stay at home mammy but now I am

stay at home mammy

I’m now a stay at home mammy

I never thought I was cut out to be a stay at home mammy. In fact I didn’t really want to be. Hell, I even wrote a whole blog post about it. That was then but here I am some two years on and I’m exactly what I didn’t want to be. Except I changed my mind.  Continue reading

Soccer stars don’t get a look in with my local GAA mad child

GAA mad child

My GAA mad child: Aidan was over the moon to meet one of his heroes, Moorefield’s David Whyte, recently

I was raised on sidelines. I was fed sport from an early age. I was a GAA mad child and it, and sport, consumed my father’s life. He ran marathons, he cycled, but when I was a small one, it was the GAA that trumped all in our house. Walterstown GAA in rural Co Meath to be precise.  Continue reading