So, after 11 years of parenting, I think I’ve found my feet. You see, as an incurably hopeless, wish-upon-a-star daydreamer, when my first baby boy came into my life, I swiftly realised that being the parent you thought you would be, and creating family memories to treasure in the way you imagined before your baby was born is a real challenge.Ĭhildhood is gone in the blink of an eye and I wanted to enjoy every moment I could and make it as fun as possible.

I’m so happy you’re here!Īs an exhausted mom to 3 beautiful boys aged 5-11, Keep Up With the Jones Family began as a family blog and turned into my passion. This rib-tickling bedtime fare packs plenty of appeal. As the endpapers reveal, there's a cast of 10 dinosaurs featured here, and sharp eyes will enjoy spotting their proper names tucked into each illustration. Under his sure direction, the sight gag never grows stale, and the sight of a T-Rex puckering up for a kiss, or an enormous Stegosaurus crammed into a tiny bed and daintily turning off the light switch with the tip of his tail, is sure to elicit giggles.

He chooses the winged Pteranodon (spelled out in ABC blocks on the bedroom floor) as the character who throws his teddy bear while flying about the room for ''Does he swing his neck from side to side'' it's the snake-headed Apatosaurus who does the swinging.

Set to a lilting bedtime beat, this rollicking rumpus of a tale ups the humor ante in a familiar scenario by substituting dinosaurs for children: ''How does a dinosaur say good night when Papa comes in to turn off the light?'' In a series of snappy lines, Yolen (Off We Go!, reviewed above Queen's Own Fool, reviewed below) highlights a variety of postponement antics, some familiar (moping, sulking and demanding ''one book more!''), some of a distinctly dinosaur variety-''Does a dinosaur slam his tail and pout? Does he throw his teddy bear all about?'' Teague makes hay with the text, and as always his illustrations are a flurry of sly madcap inspiration.

How does the dinosaur say goodnight