So we rescued a dog one Christmas; our youngest son, who was five, had just broken his leg, his uncle was living with us, he’d left his wife and lost his job (the uncle not my ...
I’m glad I’m not young anymore because I sure was stupid while I was ticking. Not content with four children under six we, or was it just, I, decided to round out the ...
When my husband and I married we decided to have children. Quickly! After all, both our biological clocks were tick-tocking away. Or were they? I don’t really know if men’s ...
As a resident alien in my permanent residence in a different country I enjoy reading and thinking. My children threaten to take my books away from me if I forget to phone them on my ...
Now I’ve done the brief history of homeschool in our house I want to return to my saner days before I ventured across the pond to gallop off into the sunset with my hat toting, ...
I had always encouraged my oldest son to follow his dream. It was a dream that all young boys have, no, not a train driver, although it could have been, his was a dream to go to the ...
Just to let all you wanna be homeschoolers out there know, there does come a time when all of your students have graduated. That day finally came for me last year! I had felt like ...
As I settled into my homeschool I became cool in the eyes of my children. I was awarded the mother of the year. I knew this because they would proudly brag to their two friends ...
Now I had offspring and somehow, between birth and homeschool I’d caught the awful American craze of organised sports for all children who could walk. This is not an English ...
I unwittingly became a Legal Alien on accepting Mrs-Hood. My children grew up thinking I was some extra terrestrial being and would introduce me as their “Mum, the illegal ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.