Because if he brings me his bag once more then shouts and screams and cries for HOURS when I say "no school, it's holiday" every day this holiday I am going to go mad.
Wanders off muttering about the fact that there USED to be a holiday club at his school but it was closed for lack of funding and all the funding went to bloody inclusion projects which of course he can't be f included in!
Today I had my lovely girl in and dh home ill so took him down to Somerfield and the bookshop to take his mind off it, (which I won't be able to do normally because there won't be enough of us) and he ended up screaming on the floor of the bookshop with the shop assistant saying "What's he doing?" er what does it look like? He want sot go out the back bit of the shop where he's not allowed as he knows there's stairs there. Obviously.