I loved the bit when she said, "Go and take a good long look at yourself"
I know that when DS is a teenager I am going to struggle with having respect for him if he looks like that ...
"Morning darling you look, um, 'sick' . I like the, um, hat. Is it a hat? Oh sorry darling, it's your hair. Ok - it looks, um, wikkid ... um, cool. Cup of tea ...."
How do mothers of teenagers keep a straight face and stop themselves from pulling their son's trousers up????