IceCream on a hot summers day = ….

So what is it that causes my children to do everything in their power to drive me to points of mental meltdown?? It is almost seasonal with extreme moments bringing me to this fragile point where all I want to do is grab my handbag, jump on a plane and SMS them from Tahiti. I haven’t yet gone running and screaming for the border primarily due to SexyG hiding my passport (again, he sees the flight instinct kick in before I do..lol!) from me but also because I am first and foremost a mom and we never(almost never) leave the kids behind..but it doesn’t stop me from wishing for tall multi-coloured alcoholic beverages served to me on a quiet beach in another country where kids are afraid to enter for fear of getting shot. Funny thing is… They...