Are you keen to volunteer but not quite sure how to go about it or where to get started? Well, MySchool MyVillage MyPlanet and Better SA have the answer for you. After a year of successful operations in Joburg, they’ve brought the volunteer bus to the Mother City. It’s become known as the ‘Uber of volunteering’ because they provide an innovative hop-on hop-off mini-bus service with meaningful volunteer experiences for us locals as well as visitors.Continue Reading
We’re a Netflix family – we signed up soon after a stormy night messed up the aerial connection to our Multichoice dish and required us to book a service guy to come out to see what was what. Let’s just say that the aerial remains unserviced and we’re very happy with our fuss-free Netflix subscription. After a one month trial we managed to persuade the family to share a family contract with us (it wasn’t too hard!) that can host up to four users plus a kids profile. We’ve found Netflix to be not only a cheaper option for us but also we are now firm believers that TV on demand is the way to go.Continue Reading
As a mom through adoption, I can’t say that my journey to motherhood has been the same as friends who have grown their families through pregnancy but we all ended up in the same place, as moms. Real moms.Continue Reading
And just like that we have another 4 year old in the house! We celebrated Judah’s 4th birthday with a pirate party based on one of his favourite books, ‘Pirates Love Underpants’. We kept it simple by inviting five friends from school (plus a few siblings), doing a quick obstacle course and treasure hunt in the sandpit, having some soft play fun and making party packs that were the kids’ snacks for the morning. Continue Reading
When I think about how times have changed, I get sad that my kids won’t experience many of the freedoms that I had growing up. My childhood was awesome, largely thanks to a neighbourhood bike gang. We had the best time – riding our bikes around the block and picnicking down at the canal; asking neighbours with seemingly suitable big trees if we could build a treehouse in their garden (they politely declined); selling bunches of daisies to polite neighbours (who had their own daisy bushes out front) so that we could buy a packet of chips from Sportsmans Warehouse to share. My favourite memory, though, was cycling down the street on Peace Day with Michael Jackson’s ‘Heal the World’ blasting from a battery operated tape player travelling in the front basket of one of our bikes and then ringing neighbour’s doorbells and playing them the chorus of the song over the intercom when they answered. Those were the days, but gone are those days. Continue Reading