A child who has gone to bed at 5.30 pm and woken only to tell you that he needs dry sheets and a new set of pyjamas, probably isn’t going to kindy the next day.
And so, with a smile on her face, and goodwill in her heart, a mother once again shelves her plans.
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we're all making our own sense of things
I understand you perfectly:
The smile on your face is merely clenched teeth, and “goodwill” is where you’re thinking of dumping junior, right?
I’m a parent; I know these things.
Sentiment correctimoso, but I hadn’t quite made the stretch to the goodwill dump. That’s very good. I might use that one again if you don’t mind.
It’s yours.
I hope you’re planning on writing a parenting manual.
This is the manual.