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The last strawberry

Busy day and then after work a pal I used to work with seven years ago arrived from Cheltenham with her two children to stay overnight. Funny the shoe was on the other foot as we met I was juggling my three kids with work and here was she frantic with her 3/5 year olds. What a reminder of the bedlam with toys everywhere, ditto food and books . Tantrums and bribery abounded at bath time and then umpteen books read to get them to sleep.
We did t sit down til 9.45 and by then were exhausted. Yes, from afar I can remember the good days but wow, you forget the relentlessness of young kids. Teens are a dawdle, remind me of this if I complain.