When Hannah first started activities such as drawing, we sat her in her high chair. This worked well. She was safe, contained and focused entirely on learning how the crayons worked and what they did. The occasional crayon would be thrown over the side, and we would have to retrieve them. Also, Emma or I would be responsible for switching […]
I love my dishwasher. For most of my life, it’s the appliance that has evaded me, the appliance that I most coveted. We had one in our house as a kid, but for some reason I still can’t quite fathom, we were never allowed to use it (something about the value of manual labour… I never really got it).