Evening crepeys. Am propping up the sofa munching on a bar of Galaxy Salted Caramel after a day of doing not much at all.
We had our "chat" with DS. Good Cop and Bad Cop. Good Cop (me) started off, having picked a moment when he was in a reasonable mood, but then he started smirking and looking at his phone, so Bad Cop (DH) had to step in for a while. He didn't say much, but I think he took it on board, because a couple of times since I've noticed him check himself before saying what he would usually have said. Time will tell..... He now has his mocks timetable; they all kick off in just under three weeks, but I can't quite persuade him that he really should be revising by now.
One small parenting fail this week - I actually managed to leave a child behind yesterday. We were half way home, sitting at the level crossing, when I looked around the car in a panic, and said "where's DD2?"
The other two thought it was hilarious, and made sure to film DD2's furious face when I came back to collect her. Poor thing - I just drove off without her.