I had a minor panic attack last weekend. I dropped one of my kids off at the wrong party and drove the other to the wrong sports ground for their football match. It never used to be like this. Up until a few weeks ago I could remember the various commitments my boys had. A […]
Soccer and footy season is upon us. Mid-week training has started for my boys and there seems to be a pattern emerging. Last week, during training, my youngest celebrated a goal. Just a young kid wanting to copy his heroes on TV. He ran back to the centre jumping with joy and hugging his friends. […]
All I want for my 40th birthday is an uninterrupted poo. I don’t want gifts. I don’t want a holiday. I don’t even need a card. Just 5 mins where someone is not running in to tell me something, calling out to ask me something, drying their hair or brushing their teeth in the same […]
I injured a friend’s child not so long ago. I belted a soccer ball into his face from about 2m away. Meet The Fockers Style. But worse. This kid was wearing glasses. To add insult to ….well, injury….. there was blood. His dad, a doctor, thought I had burst his septum and caused some kind […]
Sunday 7th April 2013. As the boys walked onto the hallowed turf of the Melbourne Cricket Ground, the MCG, the rain stopped, the clouds parted and the sun came out. 84,247 people stood up and cheered. This was the Ajax Auskickers. A young group of 6-12 year olds who took to the ground at the […]
