Had a massive tantrum because she's bored. She is THIRTEEN. I thought these days were behind us.
She woke up at 9.30 and by 9.45 was asking what we were doing today. My response of 'er, nothing' was met with a strop.
I suggested lots of things, a round of Rummikub, helping me sort DD's bedroom (sounds weird but she loves doing it), watching a film. Nope. All she wanted to do was take the dog for a walk. In the rain. With me. Or go to a restaurant for lunch (no money and no transport today).
So she had a full on screechy meltdown. Apparently the holidays are for doing exciting things that you don't do usually and I am the most boring mum in the world ever.
My parents popped in and she's gone back with them. So now I feel doubly shit because she'll be doing nothing particular at theirs either but would rather be here than here.
Me and DS2 have played a game and watched some telly and generally mooched and I haven't even seen the fifteen year old yet today.
Is she actually the neediest teenager in the world ever? I'm not sure how we're going to get through the next six weeks. In previous years she's been in childcare so this wasn't an issue but I'm a SAHM now so it falls on me to make her holidays shiny and exciting.
Kill me now.