I like to think that all parents do something they’re not proud of. Well okay, I’ve got quite a few. I shout. And not just because I want to get my point across, it’s usually because I’ve lost it. I lie. Nothing serious but Father Christmas definitely won’t be coming if they’re naughty in August. The children still think I can phone their ballet and swimming teacher on the palm of my hand. But none of those are my parenting confession. So here it is. Don’t hate me. I throw away my children’s artwork. My parenting confession – I throw…

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