Is it too much to ask, that we can have pleasant children in the morning? Every morning this week there has been some sort of histrionics.

When is it okay to wake somebody up to ask for a cuddle?  Can we have some sort of perspective, please?

And why are tantrums deemed acceptable if a certain pair of pants aren’t available, or a dress with tights is recommended?  Can we have some respect and consideration for sluggish parents who are finding it difficult to geet into second gear?

I know, bit of a whinge.  Sorry.  But is it right that mostly I am looking forward to going to work, so that I can relax?  Surely there’s something wrong there.  I blame the parenting.