I can't spend more than a couple of hours wit my mother and DC's together with out desperately wanting a stiff dirnk.
I'm not a big drinker, but somehow her perferential behaviour of DS2, and her inability to recognise DS1 has sensory issues drives me up the wall. She also needs to recognise I'm am the parent not her. Sh insists on paying for eveything, but also on disciplining the DC's.
After a lovely afternoon out with her this week, all I could think of when driving home was having a drink to calm my nerves.
I dove her so much, but she drives me insane!
Ahrrrrg!