Well we are home from our holiday in Torquay, we should have stayed there until Friday but we have come home today (we have only been there 2 days)
Basically as soon as we got into the caravan the trouble started, DD refused to let us undress her and said "no caravan, no holiday" she wouldnt eat properly, she came out in red wheel-type rashes all over her body and she was just miserable.
DS didnt like the holiday, wouldnt go in the kids club, wouldnt go to the entertainment (it stinks he said) the restaurant stunk(it didnt) the caravan stunk(it didnt) my cooking was disgusting (it wasnt!), he wouldnt participate in anything, he wouldnt go to the Caves as he was frightened, all he wanted to do was trawl around the shops looking for anything Spongebob related.
Then, yesterday morning we had words with him and told him to go into his room to calm down for a bit, next thing DH sees him running outside the caravan,-he had climbed out of the window with no shoes on and just dropped to the floor, he could have injured himself or worse could have ran off before we saw him and anything could have happened.
That was it, there were no locks on the windows and we spent yesterday just driving around Torquay and rowing (me and DH)
So we decided to come home, DS said when we told him "Good, ive got what i came for" He had found a shop selling Spongebob and had bought a pirate patrick.
So we are now at home having made the almost 300mile trip twice in a weekend.
I feel really upset, is this how holidays are always going to be now?