It is the school holidays. We have just had a week away. Now you may think a week's holiday with another family which contained your best friend would be a joyous occasion? Think again.
My oldest lovely has become hormonal (poor thing) and it is showing (poor me!!). What has happened? Where has she gone? Her beautiful hair has become grease-ridden and lanky and her mood is worse!
The last straw was on our final day. Everyone gathered around the breakfast table, in various states of dress, some still in PJs others fully dressed, and some -who will be nameless- unwashed! All the children were full of chatter, except, except....... my preteen. There she was, PJ bottoms and a hoodie on, hood up, partly screening her scowling face! She sat mute, bottom lip almost touching the table.
And what dreadful thing could have happened to have brought on this disturbing behaviour I hear you ask?
There was no Marmite!
She spent several hours after that scrunched up on a sofa with her hood still up and her Nintendo DS bleeping and playing tuneless elevator music.
There is so much to look forward to in the school holidays. Oh Joy!