That's it really.
DD woke up poorly today. My kind friend took DS out for a couple of hours and lo and behold...
Me: what would you like to do this afternoon? Anything you like
Her: Craft
Me: (heart already sinking) OK what kind of craft? Shall we do the sewing dolly you got at Christmas?
Her: No. I want to do cutting and sticking
Me: Right...
Her: And glue and glitter
Me: Are you sure you're feeling well enough?
Me: Oh ok, so let's see what we need?
Her: I think we'll need everything
Me: ok what are we making?
Her: I don't know but anyway mummy, you're not making, you have to watch me. Because I am ill
cue 10 minutes of glue blobbage, glitter spillage, 4 million snippets of useless paper - all stuck to kitchen table
Me: so what are you making darling?
Her: I don't think i want to do craft anymore. Will you play a game with me?
watch in silence as cat pads through glitter glue blob and begins journey up stairs