[*how Bank Holiday Monday went down]
Colouring pens coming out, colouring pens being lobbed at the baby, colouring pens being confiscated.
Threenager screaming over inadequate choice of cereal bowl (and confiscated pens).
Phineas and Fucking Ferb. There's 104 days of summer vacation... *dies a bit inside*
Baby doing the horror movie floor drag to the kitchen bin (to lick it) and bumping his head.
Packing a picnic for the park. HELLO SUPERMUM.
Sitting on wet grass due to lack of picnic bench. Invigilating fight over rice cakes (side note: rice cakes were the picnic). Muttering "for fuck's sake" several times whilst re-allocating rice cakes. RIP SuperMum, she would have packed a picnic blanket.
Baby shitting through all layers. Baby crying because he didn't want shitty layers removed.
Did I mention Mr Unmumsy was in bed with a bug? And it's still only 4pm *laughs hysterically*
May the 4th be with you...pass the wine.
The Unmumsy Mum