Hello, all.
Sorry my chinese salad turned up, didn't mean to post and run.
Just feel like shit - spent an hour and a half trying to get DS to finish his thankyou letters.
He is perfectly bloody capable of writing legibly, even if it is wobbly but when he cba it just ends up like scribble.
So I told him they had to be done over, ended up having a proper argument with him.
Which made me feel worse because I have not only been shit shouty Mummy but I have had my reasons for being that way knocked down by a 5 year old.
The boy has just turned 5 and not only did I lose an argument to him, I had to bloody concede his point.
So I made his dinner into a clowns face to make me him feel better and he then made be feel like an uber-shit by saying "Don't worry Mummy, we all have bad days".
Maybe he is too young to do thankyous? I forget he is still a little boy, expect too much of him as he is my eldest I think.
I must be due on, either that or I'm going bloody mad.
Rant Over
Lizzy-aisle 4, opposite the ironing boards. On-line? No idea.