When I told Mr Chick I was going to baby yoga, he told me that sounded awesome. “Have fun!” he said, waving me off as I strapped Charlie into his carseat. I found out later he thought it was yoga for the baby – ie, that you practiced yoga on the baby. (I don’t know how much yoga you can...

I nicked that phrase from my Twitter friend @Nurse_Ally, because it pretty much describes what developmental leaps / Wonder Weeks are like for babies. I caved last night and googled ‘Wonder Week sequences’, which is the leap we’re in, apparently, and found forum after forum of desperate mums saying, ‘This is the worst leap of all’ and ‘Anyone want a 10-month old...

I’ve never been an umbrella person. I invariably leave them somewhere or almost poke someone’s eyes out with the spokey things. I’d rather get wet, frankly. But it’s one thing to be an idiot about wet weather, and quite another to keep involving your kid in your idiocies. Regular readers may recall the day Mr Chick and I got caught,...