Sunday, November 22, 2009
I sometimes wonder when my kids are moaning, snapping and generally being stroppy teenagers, where the hell I went wrong. But something always comes along and reaffirms that I am not a bad parent and that my kids aren't the devils spawn! On 13/11 I received a letter in the post from their school, thinking the worst, I opened it with trepidation but was warmly surprised when I saw that my, son had been awarded an achievement in Art to be presented to him by (guest to be announced)..... so as I drove to school to pick him up, I was puffed up like some fluffy bird you see on a David Attenborough programme, and when he casually jumped into the car I grabbed him and gave him a great big smacker on the cheek and almost cried, as I told him how proud I was. He was really underwhelmed, and slightly embarressed by my display of public affection. I then drove home slightly over excited and a bit giddy with my daughter grumbling that she hadn't got one and my son, with his usual blank OMG my mother is such a geek expression.