Bickering kids
Tomorrow had better be better. Let’s put it this way: it’s 8 p.m. and despite it still being bright, sunny and hot outside, my kids have already been in bed for over an hour. It’s for their own safety.
Freddy and George spent this morning “tidying” their room. After two hours, it looked no different. I re-filled the pool and told them they could go out once it was done; by noon they’d finally picked up the stuff off the floor.
I made lunch and served it outside, waving away the occasional wasp 
and repeatedly telling Jack not to lean on the very rickety table. They fought over who was going to sit in what chair. They fought over who was going on the trampoline next. They fought over who’d left the patio door open (goal for today: clean the conservatory door-frame and put up flyscreens). I was grateful when it was time to leave to pick up Barney, because we really needed to get out of here.
We met A, one of the adults with Barney, along the road between here and where they’d been camping. Barney climbed into the back of the car, we drove off, and within a minute he was having an argument with George and Freddy. They bickered - really, bickered is the only word for it, it couldn’t even qualify as anything else - until I finally swung the car into a side-road and told them to shut up or get out. Not one of my more laudable parenting moments 
Dinner was presented early - there are lots of hot-dog buns in the refrigerator, so I sent Barney to look for hot-dogs in the freezer. He came back saying there weren’t any, so I made pizza. While it was cooking, I looked in the freezer to see what we could eat tomorrow, and found the hot-dogs.
They’re now in bed, silent except for Jack, who, having slept in the car today (no doubt the only reason he wasn’t involved in the bickering), is still awake and singing. He’s made his way through “It’s the end of the world as we know it”, and is now singing various versions of “It’s raining men” - so far I’ve heard “It’s raining people” and “It’s raining food”. Interesting choices for a four-year-old 
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