Stroppy Madam!

Wow did we have a meltdown tonight. Maths homework, first half fine, even quick I would say, second half, similar questions but against the clock=meltdown. The clock is the issue, it happens every time. I will discuss it with her teacher.

Anyway after nearly three quarters of an hour I went out to collect W from his first ever playdate (which he loved) and came back to find Carys had returned and the screaming banshee had gone. So much so she even requested Mummy do her bedtime story. God I love her. It must be hard being six.