This is a kind of laissez faire household. There are only two rules, brush your teeth twice a day and when mummy wants the iPad give it to her, but this morning my child has crossed a line. She seems to think that sharpening her entire massive collection of pencils directly onto the floor whilst eating crisps without a plate is appropriate behaviour for a Sunday morning. It isn’t. Learning to use a vacuum cleaner at 7, even if it’s way too heavy for your little spindly bony body, however is.
I am mummy, hear me roar.