It's
the first week to ourselves again. The sun is shining and G is feeling
motivated to start on our garden. It's nice to enjoy some time together
that doesn’t involve tension and piles of rubbish. He’s working hard building a
raised bed and digging out a border. I’m supervising with a glass of cider!
I
can’t help thinking about the girls and their house might be like already, just
a few days later.
She
wants to be their best friend, the wonderful mum that takes them fun places
without having to deal with the bad behaviour or providing any kind of
structure. Every day after school they go to a club, sometimes for the older
one that the youngest get dragged along to, and some are for the little one
that the eldest has to wait around at. Both are glued to her and to each other.
Neither are allowed to do their own thing.
My
sister has no control, sets no boundaries and has no structure to their lives.
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