Ahhh the holidays.
The time to relax. Recharge. Reconnect.
I’m pretty sure all those adds I ever watched on TV were fucking lying.
You know the ones. Happy families sitting around fires, laughing, smiling, having fun – just generally enjoying each others’ company.
No one whining “MUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMM she touched me.” DID NOT. YES YOU DID.
SHUT UP I DON’T CARE STOP YELLING.
Don’t get me wrong.
I DO love my children.
And I know they love each other too. Something they usually reserve for when it will get them out of going to bed because they’re being all lovely to each other.
I’m pretty sure they think I came down in the last shower.
Like seriously Bud, all the shit you’re trying on me? I did exactly the same to my mother and my sisters.
I know you’re fucking with me.
Today I’ve banned Minecraft all day because they were arguing about folding their washing – yes, the exact same argument I posted on my Facebook page about yesterday.
We’re having the same argument today.
So no Minecraft all day.
I’m pretty sure it is going to be more of a punishment for me than them because they actually work fairly well together when they’re playing it. Dex likes to be bossy and Lola just likes to play so she lets Dex think he’s in charge when really she just doesn’t give a shit. She’s definitely perfected the smile and nod and do whatever the fuck you want anyway. A skill she uses frequently.
We did a craft project the other day which kept them nice and peaceful for about 40 minutes. They sewed hand puppets…
How many hand puppets does it take to fill a school holidays?