Child labour

Making my children work for a living these days... 

Or rather, the childminder called this morning to ask if I could collect the youngest at 4pm as she had to take her little boy to the doctors.  It was more of a tell me than ask me kind of a conversation.  Am feeling eternally grateful for working somewhere so understanding that I can do this, but also feeling a little vexed at having to do so.  Anyway, rant aside, took the youngest back to work as we would have disturbed tea time for the eldest at nursery had we gone to collect him early.  I put tractors on one screen whilst finishing off  my emails - until the lure of the keyboard became too great and I turned emails off, just in case he inadvertently did some 'work' for me....