I’m Leanne, Mum of three boys; Big Quack,Little Quack and Baby Moo, a tortoise that doesn’t do anything, Ernie the dog that isn’t too dissimilar to a bear and has legs that resemble giant lamb shanks, plus the glue that holds us all together, Daddy and husband, Beard.
We are the C-C’s from The Garden of England, lovely green Kent and here you can find a rather unique Blog… instead of it just being about me, me, me (because we know you don’t want to hear about that all the time) instead you can enjoy five individual people with different personalities and opinions all blogging in one place, juggling the ups and downs, telling our story and sharing life with you whilst trying to look on the bright side of life with a half full glass.
…and then there’s you if you want to come along for the ride… We’d love you to share your stories, your ups and downs and your half full glasses with us!
Today, Little Quack based his Black History homework on 12 Years A Slave and when I read it it made me really proud.
“Racism is a choice isn’t it? None of my friends were born not liking someone because of the colour of their skin or if they have a religion. Do you learn racism Mum? Like Dad told me don’t support Chelsea when you grow up? Is that the same”
What are the rules we always tell our kids?
Always tell the truth. Always be kind. Never trust a stranger.
So what do we do as parents, we totally screw our kids up! If I’m honest, I’m surprised my boys haven’t had numerous nervous breakdowns and aren’t scarred for life with what I’ve put them through…
And the thing is, I bet you have too, our kids, collectively throughout the world, MUST be traumatised!
THE TOOTH FAIRY
I mean have you ever wondered what the tooth fairy does with all those teeth? Why does the tiny little flying lady need them? Well, I looked this up… myth has it that the tooth fairy takes the teeth that have fallen out, finds them under your little ones pillow and takes it in exchange for a coin. We all knew that bit. But then she buggers off home and recycles them by planting them into the gums of baby’s who have no teeth! UGGGHHHH! That is truly disgusting. Continue reading “Why we are ALL terrible parents… yes, you’re guilty too”→
Having hair loss as a woman is a really difficult thing to come to terms with whether it’s from pregnancy, stress, a hereditary condition or Alopecia – in this case mine was pregnancy and it was coming out in clumps by the handful every day.
It started at around 7 months pregnant, prior to that, pregnancy had gifted me beautiful shiny locks of hair by the bucketload and I was loving my new do! Up until the morning I woke up thinking we had got a cat without me knowing and it had slept on my pillow all night. Alas no, it wasn’t that, it was my hair!!! And I was devastated because it just kept coming out…
The one thing that is a bit of a weird concept to me is this getting old malarky. I remember being a kid and looking at my Aunt who was actually probably my age (34) and thinking “cor, she’s well old!” Whereas I don’t think I’m old at all, I still consider myself as one of the kids, totes down with the hashtag, New Balance trainers, selfie pouting like a pro and flashing the peace sign at any opportunity. Now that’s an obvious sign I’m still young, right? But apparently I’m just embarrassing says Big Quack. Little Quack nods in the background with a solemn look on his face, as if they’re just about to take me to the vet and put me down 😦