DH, DC x2 and I are spending a few days away in a lovely little cottage in the U.K.
It was something that we couldn't really afford but quality time with dcs is important- so we tightened our belts and made it happen.
The village is lovely
The cottage is lovely
The drive here...lovely.
Getting on great with Dh
...and the kids are being an absolute disgrace.
In the car journey they screamed, fought, ripped up their magazines that we had bought for them so they could throw it around the car.
They both threw such a huge tantrum at a tourist village that we had to leave- tantrums about wanting toys/sweets. They had already been bought both.
Now they have rubbed food into the sofa at the cottage, and spilled a full glass of milk on the other sofa. It has stained.
I'm at the end of my tether. It's been awful. Plus it's never stopped pissing down. All. Fucking. Day.
Wwbu to just go home tomorrow?