Dd is in year seven. She's a superior, annoying little prig who thinks she's superior to every other child in the universe and that I don't know how lucky I am to have such a perfect specimen of child and I'm just ridiculous if I ever find fault. She's just phoned in floods of tears from the toilets at school because she's got a detention for forgetting a piece of homework.
I'm overjoyed!
Not only might she lose the self delusion that she is practically perfect in every way (and is still loved and valued!) but just maybe she might realise that maybe mummy is right to suggest checking your bag the night before.