what’s got into me? – edited!

I am Oscar the Grouch, bear with a sore head. Its the first day of hols and I can barely interact with the beans. I need a well placed kick.
we have packed – including tent poles this time. no onion picking, but might just bugger off and do it considering the blackness of my mood.
Made worse by both girls wanting to be my shadow, so that I know how dreadful and spoilt I’m feeling.
I think I just need headspace, and don’t get a great amount of it – either at work or home.
Good hols will clear things up!

oh, things we’ve done – watched finding nemo, happy street, read some books, new webland, hama, colouring and music.

I have been barely interactive in anything despite SB trying her best. Crap Mum Day. Chris has taken over.

edit – slightly redeeming, we have actually completed and for the first time ever, ironed the hama. SB very impressed. I then perked enough to do the full bedtime thing with cuddles, snuggles and tickles, so prob forgiven. Still feel crap about it. Must have earlier night – and sleep the other side of the bed

second edit – actually, looking at the pictures, we also caught a butterfly and discussed lifecycle – moving on to dragonflies, where I have forgotten what their vicious waterlings are called. We watered in the greenhouse, and think we might even get fruit from the sweet peppers that SB collected seed from when cooking, chitted and insisted were all potted up. I don’t think day absolutely dreadful, but not good. Bad Mummy mark for them both wearing yesterdays clothes as well.