Wohoooo!!! Just dropped the squawkers off at kids club for their much anticipated Alice in Wonderland party so the Mr and I are free to eat dinner without 10million toilet trips, strops over no chips or not having the same. No tears over unavailability of a litre of ketchup, no having to catch falling plates/cutlery/food/children. It means peace. Maybe a conversation but maybe we’ll just sit there in total silence with big smiles on our faces whilst eating hot meals.
Party for them = Party for us