Do you really want to hurt me?

I am officially the worst mother in the world.

It has been confirmed!

This week, I failed to drive the car fast enough out of a car park which resulted in unknown males being able to see in the car. It didn't help that I peeped the horn at them too!!

Additionally, she made me go shopping today. For five hours I have been round - new look, h&m, top shop, Jane norman, next, river island, lipsy, unique, shuh, smiling while she tried on a range of the same dress.

I spent time trying to convince her that they were all gorgeous but my word is not good! I fetched different sizes, helped other ladies with their outfits, held doors and was offered a job in Dorothy Perkins.

When we had finally found The DRESS, I decided to treat Toolibelle to a threading treatment on her eyebrows.

Word of warning :- do not proffer beauty treatments to your children without (a) testing the pain threshold yourself or (b) ensuring that your child will say NO if the pain is too great.

So for torturing my daughter this afternoon, I have been sentenced to a night on the doorstep!