I'm on holiday and at the end of my tether.
Spent a fortune dragging my three little darlings on flights to a hotel with more activities than I can throw a stick at... and I think they'd be happier at home.
They are bickering and arguing and being rude and frustrating. Not all the time but enough to drive me mad.
I lost the plot tonight because DS tried to refuse to go to the toilet before bed, despite having wet the bed two days ago having insisted he didn't need a wee.
Feel like the money would be better spent on me and my DH taking turns to have a week away and just putting the kids into holiday clubs at home with their mates!
ARGGGGHHHHH!