I just cannot be arsed being a 'good' mother today. I've been doing 90% of the childcare all week as DH has been working. So even though it's a beautiful day out there, Dd and I are slumped on the couch eating icecream instead of eating vegetables and having an improving walk.
I feel guilty, but not guilty enough to get up off my arse and wrestle DD away from that Pig bitch.
Anyone else?