By stepping through the doorway of home education to new connections and communities both virtual and in real life, we find a grassroots movement that will lead the way to revolutionising education as we know it. And believe me, it's already happening.
With the excitement of results day now out of the way, many eighteen-year-olds are turning their attention to life at university. Settling into life away from home is not necessarily easy, and the support of family and friends will be invaluable to making the most of this significant time away.
I remind myself how far we have come. Pearl is learning. She has changed. We do love each other, oh how this child is loved! She will learn and grow and change again. She is just 9 and her body is getting used to growing into her future womanhood.
For all of the press coverage and media hoo-ha about the fashion industry, with the very negative slant that taints the world of fashion over and over again, I can honestly say that we haven't seen a hint of this. We have been greeted with nothing other than positivity
When a woman (and it usually is a woman) escapes domestic abuse, few would disagree that we should do all we can to make them safe and help them to rebuild their lives, out of the reaches of their abusers. Yet Gingerbread and Women's Aid have discovered that a new government service is suggesting survivors make contact with their abuser, share personal information with them and is potentially putting abusers in a position of financial control.
Now, I think it's great when co-parenting works, and it sounds like Mayim and her ex are doing an incredible job of managing what, we all know, is a highly complex relationship. As a divorced single mum, though, I have some issues with her words; those she speaks and those that hang between the lines.
You were jaundiced, your head was misshapen and your right ear was squashed but you were absolutely perfect. You stared out from the perspex box by the side of my bed with dark eyes which seemed to say, 'I'm here now and everything is going to be alright.'
Life changed again, deeply and irrevocably so, with the arrival of R's girls. They landed in Mombasa when the city was labouring under a simmering, sweltering heat. R's youngest daughter came running when she saw us. R held it together better than I did.
I have an 8 year old son. He's handsome, funny, smart, caring, with a zest for life that would make most kids' TV presenters jealous. But in recent months I've become increasingly aware of the difficult conversations I'm going to have to have with him. One of them being race.
All those disappointments and resentments that you can squash down and forget when you keep your distance, all the longing for love and affection and finding coldness or bad temper, come sharply to the fore, and dreams of happy holidays which will bring everyone together are shattered in a miserable vacation that becomes a metaphor for the marriage itself.
So what makes us so resilient? How do we keep bouncing back? Well, the great news is that the things we have been doing as a family are really simple and easy to replicate. You can do them, too, and I promise you, they will make it easier to bear the challenges life throws at you.
I now realise that there is a huge difference between no longer being essential and no longer being needed. When you are no longer essential, you still get a platform to voice your views, when you are no longer needed, that platform does not exist.
What I needed were a few strategies that would allow me to still be present with the kids and somehow navigate a whole new world and incorporate it without everyone feeling as though I was permanently preoccupied or abandoning them!
With this in mind, and as we prepare for the new school year, I've included some tips to help ensure your kids can stay safe online, and use the internet as the great resource that it is to help them learn:
I am a strong advocate in communal parenting because of two reasons: (1) Two adults - the parents - could not possibly meet all the myriad needs of the growing new person, and every positive influence, sharing of values and contribution of perspectives can only enrich a child and (2) we do not own our children
I admit, I miss the income I once had. I would like to make a greater contribution to the household budget. This, however, is partly down to the age of our children. Our youngest daughter starts school next year and I see light at the end of the tunnel. Until that time, I am quite happy with how things are. My wife is free to concentrate on her career while I have taken on the main responsibility for looking after the children.