In our children's lives there are so many snow leopard moments. I can understand that we may want to video their first steps, their starring role in the Nativity play, or their efforts in the final of the egg and spoon race on Sports Day, but sometimes the real place for those things is in our hearts and not on the camera.
I trusted him and I believed that he was going to get it together and sell his art on a website he talked about creating. He always said he was waiting on an angel to save him, just like his last girlfriend had (and the other two before that). He must have known he couldn't save himself.
Beneath all of this frivolity, cynicism and forced humour there is a more serious note. Christmas is hard, and for many reasons for many people. And when the over excited, overgrown kids start ramming it down your throat on the 1st of November, those of us who don't 'feel' the magic have just that bit longer to feel crap about it.
Sure, I have thoughts on the Brexit. I don't think we should have ever been given the vote. I, for one, have never studied politics (LIKE TRUMP!) and we're not good at voting. We'll keep Honey G in the X Factor but we want the French out.
I agree that all children need encouragement to progress and succeed. But is a meaningless literacy worksheet (in which connectives, adjectives and determiners must be used) the right way to go about it? What even IS a 'determiner' when it's at home?!
We need to stop judging young people by the standards we hold true and start allowing them to find their own unique ways through things and if that involves selfie-taking and technology, we shouldn't judge.
Watching my Snapchat feed, the green monster inside me began to make an appearance as I saw, what seemed like, EVERYONE at a much coveted event. I tapped through short clips of customised cupcakes, gorgeous selfies and perfect poses. Damn it, why wasn't I invited? Everyone looks like they are having SO much fun. All those smiles prove it right?
A missing school shoe at eight o'clock in the morning can snowball into a major crisis when we end up leaving the house late. This type of thing happened once too often and I learned the importance of preparing the morning before.
We've been fortunate enough to have two healthy babies who are growing into strong girls. Neither has had anything more than a runny nose or high temperature so far. But what if this wasn't the case and we were reliant upon healthcare beyond the usual measure of calpol or the odd appointment with the GP? How would we deal with that?
In the last few years, the UK has seen a huge increase in those applying to become adoptive parents. This has led to a misconception that there is no longer a need for adopters to come forward. Sadly, this is wrong.
Your baby might not be ready by 6 months - on their 'half birthday' they will not arch their back and spew a rainbow whilst shitting butterflies to alert you of their readiness to recieve solid food stuffs. If, like me, you don't have X-Ray vision, you won't be able to visually tell if their gut is ready, so you'll just have to wing it.
"Is that the point?" So asks Daniel Blake, the lead in Ken Loach's latest film pushed to breaking point by our labyrinthine benefits system. Obstructi...
During that process to become "approved" you are given training and preparation. But nothing prepared us for the monumental task of learning to become a parent to a traumatised young child who was effectively a stranger and one that didn't want to be there.
Do you prefer to deal with complex emotional problems which will result in barrels loaded with whine(ing). Or do you prefer jumping around like an oversized robotic Tigger to keep up with a boy? The irony of this post is that even if we did have a preference, we certainly don't get a choice.
I think about that now and I wonder what the university experience would be like if I was going as a teenager now, or even what it would be like if my children go off in 13 years' or so time. The biggest change I think I would feel is the lack of privacy and space to make my mistakes
So while the headlines today are right on the money, let's not lose sight of the elements of this programme that could work and that must form the basis of future programmes to support these vulnerable families across the United Kingdom - including lessons for work in Scotland. If we do, we'll be failing them all over again.