Technically still morning?

Breakfast was wonderful; we had porridge made with a cupful of muesli and one of frozen raspberries, drizzled (well, sort of monsooned, really) with honey. Then we all had baths, me and Astrid first and the older two after, and I washed and conditioned their hair - their hair was filthy, not least because of the apricot jam with yesterday's lunch. I've also rinsed a load of dark laundry, ready to hand, and set the nappies on to wash, and as soon as the big girls get dressed we can go out, because Astrid and I are all dressed, nappy bag packed, etc. But perhaps they won't want to. I can always go tomorrow, as early as I like, because I'm alone in the house! at least, I hope I am, in theory they are going out for the day with Rob.

While I wait for them, I will drink coffee and watch Astrid sleep.

Augh, shoot me now.

Linnea thinks I am unkind. She's right. Urgh. She says she will be a MUCH nicer mother than I am when she's grown up. I say (meanly) I hope so.

It's going to be ok, of course, because it always is. But I'm pretty frustrated with my inability to keep my temper under control when stepping on expletive deleted plastic toys I asked them to pick up days ago.

They have SO MUCH STUFF. The temptation to bin it all is sometimes very strong. I think we need to really, really get working on proper toy storage, in a planned, dedicated, spending actual money and time on it fashion. That, or get them to enjoy giving things away. I can't see that happening.