TFI Friday

The Cygnet (who isn't particularly well at the moment) has a complete meltdown before leaving for school.
Trying to get him in the car was worse than trying to get an angry cat into a cat box.
Okay - he wasn't feeling well, but his behaviour was totally unacceptable so he got thrown back in his bed while I took his sister to nursery.
When I got back he was under his bed playing by torchlight and refusing to speak in anything but grunts.

I left the house before I murdered him.

As for "Butter wouldn't melt" Squirrel ............... this afternoon she was taking in great delight in doing her best to push her brother over the limit again.

Surprisingly - it wasn't me (or even SWMBO) who knocked his other wobbly tooth out this evening ............. it ca
me out while eating his diner apparently.

Tonight I am going to have a large whisky.