So DH has taken DS (11) and DD (8) to a theme park. He was the best person for the job as I get sick sitting on a swing and so it should be much more fun with daddy, right?
(I am ferrying older DS around today for various sporting activities, so am not even having a child free day. Plus a dog to walk. I digress)
In his bag DH has raincoats (good), packed lunch (good) and Robert Peston's 'Who Rules Britain?'
I gave him a kind of look and said 'when are you planning to read that then? A couple of chapters on top of 'Wipeout' perchance?
Or are you going to find a grassy knoll inbetwixt the burger vans and tell DS and DD to 'go and have fun and make sure you're back in an hour'.
To which his reply was 'don't micro-manage me'.
SO AIBU to think that he shouldn't need to take a book with him when he is sole charge of two small and skinny children (ie who could easily slip through seatbelts or out of bumper cars for eg) in a crowded theme park?
I can't figure out what is irking me most - the fact he thinks he will get a chance to read it; the fact that, in typical bloke fashion, he was thinking about his needs too and not just the kids; or actually the fact that blardy Robert Peston is so ubiquitous anyway, why would anyone want to spend more time in his company?