Take any chance you have to sleep!

Playing hide-and-seek is a great opportunity for a short nap.
The best hiding place? Under the bed, with a pillow under my head.

There's a pretzel in my nose!

Moki sometimes does such amazing things that I forget she only turned three and I treat her almost like an adult. But she only needs to stuff some pretzel deep up her nose and I'm instantly reminded that she's still a baby.

Don't get colder!

Moki's quite a brave girl. She's a bit scared of heights, she's not a big fan of swings and she doesn't like the sight of blood. Today I also found out that she's scared of the weather getting colder because "then I be a mountain and I be no Moki any more and I be scared and have no arms!" It admittedly is a scary image: Moki the mountain, without arms. I hope it doesn't get much colder.

Girls night out

You know you're a parent when you go out on a Saturday night and find a dummy and a pack of Baby Bell cheese in the pocket of your jacket. I have a feeling I'll be very happy when I rediscover that cheese on my way back home. I hope I won't need the dummy.

Our car is filthy and this is why

I always say that our car's full of trash because we have kids. To be honest, all of it is mine: coffee cups, candy wrappers, used tissues, receipts and bills. So I guess it's fair to say that our car's full of trash because we have me.