And The House of Pun

You work so hard to bring them up in a world of puns, laughter, and sarcasm… only to have them use it against you!
You work so hard to bring them up in a world of puns, laughter, and sarcasm… only to have them use it against you!
Out of everything they loved in this new game, the one real hook for the spawnlings:
Throwing Cards Inside.
Everyone has a point to make these days. And either you are for or against. But what happens when you are somewhere ‘in-between’?
If you’re a regular minion, you may recognise my usual uniform: Geek shirt: check Jeans: check Lab Coat: check Moustache: check Clearly fashion is not one of my strengths. Consider the fashion industry exempt from my plans for world domination. And yet the physio/doc asked ME to choose the colour […]
Well, that was something I hadn’t planned on for my holidays. Giving the trumpet a bath. No. That’s not a euphonium, or a euphemism. Let’s just take a step back first. If you are new to the blog, you may not know my parenting style or life purpose. In summation, […]
Sweet spawnling awake until 10pm? Or hellish afternoon that ends at 7pm? Which would you choose?
Well. Good to know where I stand, Zaltu. The minute Sinister and Nefarious are dropped at school, Zaltu knows it is her time. Parks are visited, pigeons are tormented, EG Senior Citizens are wooed. When we arrived at the playground, Zaltu made friends with another toddler. A toddler who had […]
I was schooled by Sinister today. And deservedly so. It was on the daily walk to school. The usual reminders were being discussed. * Don’t steal other lunches – hungry minions are unreliable; * Never admit to anything until you know they definitely have evidence against you (that’s how I […]
There is a reason why isolation is used as a form of punishment. It really messes with your head. Ask any parent awake at 2am. When you hear that first cry awaken you – a gentle plea for comfort; a territorial demand for a nipple; the frightened scream not yet […]
We already know how evil grandma can be. This is just the beginning. EG Inc has travelled 2500km into the pits of Hades (read: Nth Qld in Summer) to visit family/demons. It’s bad enough that the heat is more repressive than a cooked laboratory, but now EG Grandma is taking […]