I was taking my son to childcare yesterday morning and was driving behind a bus full of school children. We were driving through a school zone with the speed limit of 40 kph during the hours of 8am to 9:30am.

I was horrified to watch the bus tear off at 60 kph while I hung back at the speed limit of 40 kph. How ironic that the driver of a bus full of school children should break the law that has been set to protect the very children he was taking on an excursion.

Hubby is at an interstate business conference. Son is staying with Nanna and Pa. I'm home all alone with only the cat for company.

I'm feeling a bit depressed and mildly suicidal. It's way too late to ring any of my friends. Every day is a struggle for me so I wonder if I shouldn't just give up on the struggle of all the tomorrows and end it tonight?

My son loves both bananas and Bananas in Pyjamas. He instantly starts dancing whenever he sees a picture of B1 or B2.

Not long ago I gave him a banana for afternoon tea. Being the generous soul he is, he decided to share his snack with all his toys. Imagine my and his dad's horror when he starting feeding his banana to his B1 hand puppet.

How do you explain cannabalism to an 18 month old?