Chopping wood

A busy morning ferrying kids to/from piano lessons. After lunch, hubby asked my son to chop some wood. I was not keen on this. A 13 year old kid with no common sense should not be given an axe. I spent the entire time watching him through the window and knocking on the pane when it looked like he may chop a body part off. I may as well have done the job myself. When he'd finished he went to play with his friend. Daughter #1 went to the cinema in Richmond with her friends and daughter #2 was not happy that she was home alone. She called her friend and we went to the park. The girls spent an hour climbing trees and I had a cup of tea in the cafe and read my book. When we got home, roast dinner was served.