10 Things I've Learned as a Parent This Week (#24)

1.I don't care how strong you think you are, nobody is stronger than a baby that doesn't want to get dressed.

2.Incredibly smug parents are more irritating than genital warts.

3.It's entirely possible for a sweet, beautiful baby to stink like the Glastonbury toilets.

4.If youth is wasted on the young, parenthood is wasted on the tired.

5.My son's "poo stare" is more intense than an episode of This Is England.

6.A 6 month old kicking you in the balls is funny. An 11 month old kicking you in the balls isn't.

7.People who don't pick their dog shit up from kids parks should have their nose rubbed in it.

8.Nothing halts frivolity quicker than a baby grabbing your glasses.

9.I'm pretty sure the lingering stench of that last nappy has taken value off our house.

10.Getting pissed on by your baby is not an acceptable Mother's Day gift.

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Comments

Peter Floyd said…

nice and cute baby

14 March 2016 at 09:37

marta said…

On the off chance that there was intelligence accessible the offer you some assistance with avoiding a few pitfalls in life would you exploit this learning or overlook it and go the long hard street of reiteration and trouble? As I think back I now see what number of hardships I didn't need to confront in the event that I had taken my guardians counsel; now I will offer my kids some assistance with breaking this cycle and gain by this significant understanding.

16 March 2016 at 04:18

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26 March 2016 at 13:50

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One of the most important things that you should learn as a parent is how to understand your child. You need to know that your child has a unique personality that will remain for the rest of his or her life.

19 June 2016 at 05:36

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24 July 2016 at 07:14

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