Kids: 'can we go to the playground please?'
Me: 'sure! Go get your shoes on'
I stop what I'm doing. 2 minutes later I have my shoes, phone, keys etc...kids are playing outside, shoeless
Me: 'erm, are we going to the playground?'
Kids: 'oh yeah!'...rush off in the direction of shoes
I sit down in the sun and wait. After a few minutes I hear shouting. I go to investigate. The shoeless children have started playing magnatiles and are arguing over triangles. I get their shoes and line them up.
Me: 'hey kids your shoes are here for you'
Kids: 'in a minute we're just doing this!'
I go back to what I was originally doing. After about 20 minutes I say 'last call to go to the playground, if we don't go now it'll be too late'.
Long story made slightly shorter...we did not to go the playground and now they're both devastated (there have been tears!) and sulking. I didn't even want to go to the fucking playground, it was their idea!!!
Arghhh!!!!! Is it Monday yet?!