And the buggers glow with health - and in DD2's case are much acclaimed by music teachers (but she could do so much better if she worked) so I can't even invite spots and failure (though have de-nitted DD1 again)...
I am just uncomfortably aware that I could, and should, be so much better a parent. One who took them to concerts and performances and improving exhibitions.
OTOH am rewarding self for sitting through a concert of DD2's (brass band actually very good, adult wind band less so, a wildness of 19th-century Pom-Pom- Pommery) with red wine, posh crisps and Aldi lebkuchen and am feeling no pain