In most jobs of work, you get some kind of official appraisal, or feedback as to how well (or not) you are doing. As a Mum, generally, you don't...unless you are married to Mark.
I was berated yesterday morning for my 'lack of effort' in the fruit naming department.
Mark produces Emilia's breaktime banana, ready for school, onto which I had hastily scrawled her name, in pencil on the skin.
"This....is how it should be done" he says, spinning it round with a flourish, to reveal drawn on the other side, six beautifully, (but laboriously) detailed flowers, petalled and leafed, each with a single letter of Emilia's name in the centre of each. Show Off!
There is a reason his movie producing name is 'Too Much Time on My Hands."
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