Family – Page 3 – Anna Spargo-Ryan


I cannot braid

Turns out I don't know how to braid hair. For some reason, I thought I did. I have a hazy memory of sitting on the floor in my dad's study, pushing old pantyhose into something resembling a braid. Maybe we were just eating biscuits though,


The yellow kite

When I was a little girl, I had a yellow kite with a Carebear on it. I don't remember it, but there are dozens of photos of dad and I playing with it in the backyard. Me and the kite. Him and the kite. Me


Georgia and the vice-principal

Back in the old days when I was a better parent, I volunteered at my daughter's kindergarten from time to time. I pretended to do things like wipe the tables and put out all the plastic cups, but what I was really doing was helicopter



My daughters are remarkable. I say that all the time, because I am their mother, and then I follow it with "but they really are remarkable!" because, as discussed, I am their mother. This morning - Easter Sunday morning - they picked up their chocolate bunnies, bit


Dandenong World Fare

Sometimes I am dragged from the comfort of my house, kicking and screaming. But other times I go of my own free will, and today was one of those days. I bundled my family (and extras) into the car, laughed as they tried to squeeze