After a horror day of niggles and arguments yesterday I thought the answer today would be to exhaust the kids. We dropped Phee at work and headed to their new favourite park on Forrest St. They belted around for an hour, screaming and laughing, and seem a little more sedate now.
The odd thing I noticed is that today must have been fathers day. There were four dads there with their kids and not a mum in sight. I wonder if the families had all been banished to the park so mum could have a rest, maybe one of them was having their fortnightly visitation, maybe like me the dads wanted a rest this afternoon.
Who knows.
Father’s access day.