I have four kids under 7. So too does my friend. We both have babies, and we're both particularly hard up at the moment. She recently moved to France and invited us over. It sounded like a good idea at the time and I managed to find a Ferry crossing for £150 return. So it's all booked. Hooray! My kids have never been abroad so it'll be really exciting for them.
So why do I feel a sense of impending dread?
The logistics scare me to start with. One kitchen, two eccentric women, eight small children (including an autistic 5 year old boy and two small babies), two slightly depressed men.
Thank God the wine will be cheap.
Any other tips on retaining my sanity? Or should I cancel now?