Well the big one arrived home from her school trip yesterday. She was "very tired and emotional".
Actually she was an absolute bloody awful nightmare who stropped into the house, punched the little man, slammed the door in our face, screamed that she didn't want to go to Nana's for tea and refused to believe she was tired. She texted me at 9pm. Still refusing to sleep. Said that my suggestion of drawing in bed had not relaxed her and why did I have another child???....poor Alf, she's never liked him!