Yesterday my parents looked after my 16mo all day to help us out of a childcare problem. My dad took a day off work. They got up at 6am so they could drive the 1hr to get to mine in time for me to leave for work. They spent all day being knackered by a hyperactive wannabe toddler, in a house that isn't their own, wandering around a town they don't know, until I got home 10 hours later.
At which point I walked through the door, saw them and DD sitting at the table finishing their tea - and my first reaction was to be pissed off that they'd all had dinner without me and hadn't made anything for me.
Does anyone else ever find themselves being absolute ungrateful arse?
Disclaimer: I am of course pathetically grateful to my wonderful parents for being so helpful and amazing