took DS1 and DD swimming today as a treat, co with DD2 it can be difficult.
Anyway after hour and half in cold pool I said 5 mins then we have to go. All hell breaks out and I basically have to drag them back to changing rooms whilst being told am worst mother in world.
Sulking in the car I informed them that as it was Saturday we would get a takeaway. One chose pizza, moaned cos not big enough, one chose spag bol, refused to eat cos it smelt funny, and DH complained that his kebab should have been on Naan bread not Pitta. Oh and as usual, DS2 just repeated his usual reply of 'don't like it, disgusting'.
So I had to start cooking after forking out £15.00 for takeaways that nobody wanted to eat.
Am I being a mug here or what?