Friday, 4 February 2011

If there was ever any doubt about Clara's manipulation skills....

Clara has had slapped cheek, although in true Clara style she was fine until the rash came up where upon she turned into even more of a Drama Queen than usual. So she has been off school for the last two days [manical laughter]. Yesterday I felt quite sorry for her as she did look as if I had walloped both her cheeks to a red frenzy and they were hot to touch although she only decided she was "poorly sick" once I told her she couldn't go to school. Anyway we headed to Asda whereupon I felt unusually generous to the poor wee soul and so purchased Snow White at the bargain price of £7 (given that we watched it 5 times in 24 hrs it is def a bargain!). I also purchased her a Disney Princess magazine and we read some in a vain attempt to convince myself that Disney Princesses are all empowering and shit like that.

Today I was a little less sympathetic, mostly as I tried to drop her off at school and she wasn't allowed so I was in a bad mood as I had to look after my own daughter. She got home, stripped off and donned her Cinderella dress ready to watch showing number 5 of Snow White. Halfway through I was given the order to "PAUSE IT" as she had to go to the toilet. A little while later she started calling me upstairs. Now bad mother that I am I was in the middle of a tomb exploration in Sims 3 and knowing full well she is capable of toileting solo I didn't want to go up. The conversation went thus:

Clara: Muuuuuuuuuummmy

Me: Coming

Clara: Muuuuummmmmmyyyyyyy, I needs tap on.

Me: yes yes I am just coming hang on a minute...

Clara: Muuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Me: [at crucial point of tomb]YES?!

Clara: I loves you

Me: [guilt button firmly pressed, pauses sims, goes upstairs to clear up small child]

Gah... the child has me wrapped around her finger! Mind you a dear friend described a Clara tantrum as "like being trapped at the business end of a jet engine during take-off" so I will give myself a well deserved break from The Mummy Guilt and look forward to those blissful 3  hours on Monday Morning where I am sans children. But with a paintbrush this time :D

1 comment:

Sam H said...

My darling told me to come downstairs today as "I was taking too long"! We just can't win can we?