There’s writing on the wall, They even wrote a name;I call the children outAnd ask them who’s to blame.‘It wasn’t me,’ says Becca,‘It wasn’t Tommy neither!’I can’t get a confessionOut of Tommy either.Then Becca gets a boardAnd Tommy gets the chalk,And both the children drawAnd give a little talk:They made a friend, they say,Who told … Continue reading Whodunnit
Michael cried. He wailed. He sobbed. Curled in a ball of red pyjamas, he resisted Mama’s attempts to comfort him, Papa’s attempts to shout him out of it and Chloe’s attempts to just shut him up. Finally, Parker trotted over. With a tolerant huff, his sloppy lick achieved what the rest of the family could … Continue reading The Protector
Someone had let loose a ripe one. The air was thick with it. I looked out over the chaos and sighed, then set to work searching through the bodies for the culprit. “Whose child is this one?” I called out, swinging the offender through the air by his armpits, steaming buttocks as far from my … Continue reading Ella’s Party
“Sherbet fountains.” “Liquorice bootlaces.” “Pear drops.” “Ooh, Black Jacks.” “Candy necklaces! Yay, I love these.” “No, look, gobstoppers!” The wide-eyed children turned as one to the sudden celebrity who’d located the ultimate lolly. A scramble in the aisles became a traffic jam at the retro shelves, and the owner of the new Lucky Sweet Emporium … Continue reading Sweet Shop
Sadly, writing doesn’t pay the bills. So today I’m home with Miss One-Year-Old, writing job applications and thinking about WIP at the same time. I’m dead tired. Last night Mister Three-Year-Old visited at 3 am, fidgeted until I could take it no more (he has elbows made of steel and legs that go on for … Continue reading Writing with Kids
EMMA LOUISE GILL 