The little Prince

Contemplating what it would be like to be an Angel.....

Gulliver's lovely friend Anthony was picked up after the sleepover at 12 after a happy mornong playing!

After which I had a VERY difficult day battling Zebedee over his homework, an ongoing issue, he either lies about not having any, hides it from us, pretends not to understand, cries, sulks, is really rude and when he eventually starts doing it wastes so much time not doing what he is meant to do, slumps over the desk, refuses to read things thoroughly, makes minimum effort etc etc.... it dominated our Sunday, the actual work he did should have taken no more than an hour but instead took 4... It makes me so angry I actually feel ill... thank God Gulliver isn't the same or I would truly despair....

Anyway we had a nice walk in the park (apart from Zebedee having itchy feet, refusing to catch up, crying and pretending to be sick, all of which I decided to ignore) which gave Gulli and I a chance to talk about his friendships at school and how they are changing and evolving.

I made a dellicious chicken balti after which we played scrabble and listened to Robert Johnson and early Quincy Jones. This gave Gulliver the chance to lament being made to play stupid scrabble to suitable Blues accompaniment, he actually came second in the end.

We have decided to play more games as a family as we watch far too much TV (well dvds, we don't really watch tv, having said that we are watching Mr. Selfridge tonight, I LOVE a costume drama).