Had planned a nice morning in local town shopping with dd (nearly 13) -it's her birthday in a week so thought it would be nice to get some new clothes, coffee and a nice lunch. She didn't speak on the jouney there, refused to walk with me, responded in monosyllabic grunts- so we have come home.
She is in her bedroom, I am on mn.
So I think I'm going to take myself out for nice latte, read the paper and calm down.
Is this what it's going to be like for the next 8 years?