She does not want to go to school again. She is claiming tummy bug. She is sat naked and crying. I am sick of arguing with her. I am ignoring her. She has been told we will be leaving the house on time, regardless of her state of dress.
Her knickers are wrong again apparently. She knows where her clean underwear is kept. She can go and get more if she wishes. She had a pair on from the same pack yesterday. They were not a problem yesterday.
I am fed up of this.