Buy My Book! A Guide to Bad Mothering

The Favourite Uncle is supposed to be coming over for lunch today.

It is his birthday, so we killed some time and managed to avoid the constant “What time is our Favourite Uncle coming over?” by smattering it with a bit of “But I don’t want to help you make gingerbread biscuits for him” (the “even though it was my suggestion and I only said it so we didn’t have to go shopping to get him a present and now it is too late” is a given)

One Reply to “Buy My Book! A Guide to Bad Mothering”

Leave a Reply