...we are going on holiday. Soon.
Sitting next to Rhiannon, my eldest, on the settee two nights ago, I said, "We're going camping on Saturday, I'm sooo excited!"
Calmly, quietly but with kindness, Rhiannon said, "I know mum, you've been excited since April."
What does this say about me? Am I really more excitable than a child? Or is my ten-and-a-half year old daughter just extraordinarily mature and laid back for her years? Why am I soooo excited about getting cold, wet and windswept, not to mention eaten alive by the local midgie population? If you had told me, ten years ago, that I would be:
1. Camping and
2. Sooo excited about it
I would have laughed hysterically to the point of needing clean underwear.
Who said having children would never change them?