Tonight I am being that mother everyone wishes they had when they were a kid. The one who turns off the alarm and carts you off to her bed for snuggles, even if you will be late for school. The one that pretends not to notice when you filch an illicit lolly. The one who sprays your hair bright pink just because. The one who lets you stay up way past your bedtime so you can help make the goodies for the school fete*.
Charlotte in her PJS with Lambie - ready for some fete goody action
When I was little my mother used to let us stay home with her, very occasionally, on a school day. And then we’d do the most amazing, fantastic things which would have only been ordinary if we’d done them on a weekend.
Kids are here to have fun and you won't be a part of that if you're constantly running life to a strict guideline. It’s worth remembering that sometimes being a good parent isn’t about the rules you make and stick to – but occasionally it’s just about the ones you break.
* A post on this later.
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