Salivating at the prospect of being a grown - up again

School holidays are over. I don't know whether to sigh in relief or hide in fear at the prospect of drawing up the summer - healthy - lunch-pack menu and checking and purchasing the summer sport uniform between the mounts of homework that I seem to be as involved in as the kids.

I have made plans with a girlfriend that has no kids whatsoever to have lunch on Tueday and I get to park outside a toystore and not go inside. For once I get to go to the restuarant NEXT to the toystore and it's not childfriendly at all. I'm not sure I know what that feels like anymore.

I can go and have a facial done again and I can have the other tooth filled. The last time I went to the dentist I made a bulk booking and negotiated a discount for the family. If had known what I was letting myself into I would pay extra. Daddy had to leave early to get back to work so there I am alone with the two monsters. I gave them "the look" and promised them death if they misbehaved, then I took my turn As I'm lying in the dentist chair, I look up to make another attempt at getting my two scallywags to "sit still or else" through novocaine-numbed cheecks to find my daughter with an instrument that was clearly meant to go into someones mouth stuck into her ear! The novocaine instantly spread through-out my entire body and I felt faint...

I managed to get the message throught to the very understanding dentist that I'll be back for the other tooth and all but shoved the kids out the door...

I'll be doing the second filling with another dentist halfway across town...