“Upstairs for bedtime!” calls Chilli, Bluey and Bingo’s mum (you know, from the cartoon "Bluey" - about the Aussie dog family). At that precise moment, the girls dart away. “Oh, here we go,” dad Bandit sighs, rolling his eyes as he follows his daughters out onto the verandah (that’s Australian for “patio,” in case you’re wondering;). As they stand there saying goodnight to the animals, Bluey sighs dreamily: “I wish I was a fruit bat.” What she’s really saying, of course, is:

"Come on lift, we haven't got all day" says Chilli, Bluey's mum, as she wills the lift to hurry up, bring them up to their holiday apartment. "Relax, we are on holiday", urges Bandit, Bluey's dad. And then she says the words so many of us, parents know all too well: " I will relax, when I am on the beach, reading my book" - oblivious to the magic (and mayhem) unfolding around her. If you are familiar with Bluey - the most fabulous didactic cartoon ( which really is more fo

You’ve seen this scene play out countless times: Your child is running. They trip, fall and scrape their knee. They ready themselves to jump from the couch 1...2...3...— and only time will tell if they’ll land safely… or not. They pull a chair to reach something on the table — and with the eyes of your imagination you can see how they lose balance and tumble to the ground... In these moments, our parental reflex kicks in. We rush forward, we gasp , we shout , we protect . Bu