Just going out the door to defrost the car and Ds tells me it's games kit today. He's suitably apologetic.
One games kit is in the wash, wet, the other one who knows.
Finally find it in the car.
Telling him to hurry up, get his trainers, on, teeth brushed.
Get back in, he's on the toilet.
Back out with the dog, turn car around,
Get back in, he is sitting in the couch on Nintendo and watching the iPad.
Wtf.
I'm banning all screens in the house
I've told him it's for my sanity, he thinks I hate him