Rachel's Blog: This one's full of complaints.
Last night was Father's Night at the kinder and, I swear, suddenly so much becomes clear. Why do so many kids have trouble remembering 'please' and 'thank you'? Because their dads are all 'Where's the butter'? and 'I haven't had any soup, yet' when presented with a free meal.
A free meal prepared by unpaid mothers who have been in the tiny kinder kitchen all day helping their kids pretend that they've made the soup themselves. Peeling carrot for a full hour is not my idea of a good time.
Now of course my back is stuffed from standing up all day and I have to take Abbey to that place with the clown mascot for a birthday party. Her first visit actually and it's only because it's one of her best friend's party that she's going at all. I've always managed to come up with excuses before now. Abbey only found out the name of the place last week, and then very aptly prefixed it with 'Old'. Ha!
I'm trusting that she won't like it and we'll never have to go back, but before then it's a stop off at the pharmacy for some targeted pain relief.