Banana pancakes for small hands
A bowl, a fork, and one ripe banana become a stack of gently sweet pancakes. The small job is the best one: mashing.

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A bowl, a fork, and one ripe banana become a stack of gently sweet pancakes. The small job is the best one: mashing.
Turn a few empty boxes into a small town, complete with the places your family thinks every neighbourhood needs.
On a Saturday that began with a broken mug, a mother and her son invent a breakfast nobody can order anywhere else.
More than 11,000 young judges helped choose a comic-style journey through prehistoric life.
There is a version of the news written to frighten mothers, and you have already read enough of it. This is the other version. News and discoveries, with dates and sources, written the way we would share them with a friend at the school gate. If something matters for your family we will tell you plainly. If it does not, we will leave it out.
More than 11,000 young judges helped choose a comic-style journey through prehistoric life.
via The Royal Society

An analysis of the Donaldjohanson flyby found a complicated rotation and clues to the asteroid's past.
via NASA

Cátia Chien's illustrations in Fireworks receive one of children's publishing's major honours.
via American Library Association

An annual account of botanical discoveries shows how much there is still to name and understand.
via Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew

The Smithsonian's July 2025 announcement described five galleries and the return of familiar spacecraft.
via Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum

Kew's 2025 data-portal launch brought historic plant and fungal collections to a wider audience.
via Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew

Every recipe here has a job in it for your child, written out with an age beside it. That is not decoration — it is the whole reason these exist. Dinner will happen either way. What is harder to come by is twenty minutes where somebody small is standing on a chair beside you, ruining things, delighted.



These are written by mothers here, and published close to how they arrived — we fix the typos and leave the rest alone. Nobody is performing. Some of them are funny and some of them are hard to read, and both kinds get the same welcome. If you have one of your own, there is a place at the bottom of this page to send it, with your name or without it.

On a Saturday that began with a broken mug, a mother and her son invent a breakfast nobody can order anywhere else.
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Turn a few empty boxes into a small town, complete with the places your family thinks every neighbourhood needs.
A blanket, a favourite book and three paper clues create a gentle afternoon adventure without leaving the room.
A cardboard slope turns a familiar toy car into a small experiment about distance, surfaces and careful comparisons.
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