Thanks to Weekend Box Club, we were sent a small pack of Snazaroo Face Paints to review. At £2.99 they are a great way of entertaining the kids, but also a great way of causing an anxiety attack as they lunge face first towards your brand new sofa covered in paint. We are no strangers to Snazaroo; they have always been our brand of choice. The paints are thick enough to last and not wash into each other, but thin enough to actually paint on the face. They dry quickly so layering is easy, and the kids didn’t get too restless by having to sit and pose for hours. The only issue is that the brushes are always too thick for fine detail, and in these little packs you only get one brush. I’m sure a professional could use edging to create thin lines with a thick brush, but for the average layman you’ll only manage thick stripes. Frustrating when your child wants intricate lines being drawn, such as the veins of a butterfly’s wing or the eyelashes of the latest favourite emoji. Thankfully the set we received to review was the tiger set. Simple, big stripes.
I constantly see “what I’ve learned” blog posts popping up on my social media feeds; I read some of them, mainly from bloggers who I respect but also some that I’ve never heard of just to get a different perspective. One consistent point that people raise is that you will go into a slump at some point, you’ll question what you’re doing and wonder why you’re bothering with the linkies, the commenting, the staging, the reviews, the networking, and promotion, and getting very little in return. Their advice is always the same. Take a breath and remember why you started blogging in the first place; go back to basics and very much like Rocky going to Apollo Creed’s gym after losing to Mr T, or a similar simile for how Stella got her groove back, you need to find that spark or hunger that made you put finger to keyboard in the first place. Unfortunately I’m a miserable bastard and I’m in a really deep slump in the parent blogging world that I fear there is no getting out of. Here are five things, then, that I’ve learned since starting blogging 4 years ago.
When me and Vikki got together 12 years ago, I was in the process of leaving the Army and moving to Spain. She decided to commit fully to the relationship after knowing me for only 4 weeks, and moved with me; we stayed there for about a year before returning […]
I have a chair. When I first saw the chair, I knew I had to have it. It was different, it was unlike any chair I’d had before, so I went all in and invested in it.
I love my wife. I love my family. But do I love them as much as I love my boss. I scoffed and said of course I love my family more than my boss or my job, but then I thought about it a little. And you know what? It now appears as though I love my boss more than I love my wife. Here is the evidence.
I’ve seen quite a few of these ‘free pass’ lists, or for my American friends ‘hall pass’ lists. You know the ones; you and your spouse agree on a list of celebrities, that if the chance ever arose, they wouldn’t mind you shacking up with.
The problem I find with these lists are that they’re too predictable; they’re always filled with the Megan Foxes and Jennifer Anistons of the world. They really aren’t my cup of tea. So here is my list, in no particular order, of the 10 women, who if they ever decided to get with a fat, bald, broke, grumpy father of 2, then I’d happily cook them eggs in the morning.
One thing I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older, is that what constitutes socially acceptable manners is changing. I’ve criticised parents for failing to set an example for their children, but what makes me think my way is right? How very arrogant of me.
What was becoming a father like for you? Harder than you imagined? You’re not alone, fatherhood was the most difficult thing for me to adapt to.
Do you like barbecuing? Are you an indoor grill convert? My review of the Tefal OptiGrill and question whether it’s time to throw away the barbecue once and for all.
What do you do to entertain your kids when they’re bored? Apparently giving them an iPad isn’t the done thing, so I’m getting crafty with Chalkola chalk pens instead.