Naturally that means that our life is utter perfection in every way.
I’d never let the kids play computer games all morning at the weekends so I could have a long lie.
And I’d definitely never veto the boys’ suggestions for a movie and persuade them to watch one of my choice. That would be selfish!
I’d never order in a pizza because I couldn’t be bothered to cook.
Or make us the same meal 3 days in a row just to make some room in the freezer.
I make all my meals from scratch, OBVIOUSLY.
And of course every day they get their 5 portions of fruit and veg…
I’m certainly not the mum who practically skips with the kids to school on a Monday morning. No, I miss the little dears EVERY SECOND I’m away from them.
Obviously they always wear matching socks.
And of course I would absolutely positively NEVER even *think* of looking forward to them going to their dad’s for a week in the Easter holidays so I could enjoy a languid mid-morning natural wake up.
Nah, not me.
I would never!