Most kids are happy and excited at this time of year, right? Not mine. The abject misery which has prevailed in this house since this morning is quite breathtaking. Dh is away this weekend, and I had quite a nice day planned for us - but I've just told them we are now staying in on account of their behaviour. To say that's worsened the mood is an understatement. I can't say I'm filled with joy at the thought of being indoors with them til bedtime, but I want them to know I'm not tolerating the fighting, crying, and grassing each other up every two minutes.
I'm imagining other families today, fun-filled days of laughter and excitement, and I'm wondering how it's all gone so wrong for us.
Ds is 6 and Dd is nearly 5.