These last few weeks have felt busy – even busier than normal. There was all the usual stuff … school, work, swimming, ballet, blogging (lots of behind the scenes blogging stuff in fact – so apologies if I’ve seemed less present) … but plenty of extras too.
#1 teenage son was doing his GCSE Mocks. Twenty-something exams in 7 days is never going to be fun (or very representative of the real thing, I suspect) and for him there were definitely late nights, a mountain of flashcards (which of course is via an app) and lots of lists to tick off. There were ups and downs in the exams for sure – a couple of them were in fact ‘worse than the worst experience in his life EVER’ … and in case you were wondering, that was the time when a cherry yoghurt exploded in his lunchbox and went EVERYWHERE. Does it make me a bad mother that I secretly had a giggle at the yoghurt catastrophe? I didn’t think so.
Well, the exams are over now – done and done – and may an exploding yoghurt continue to be the WORST THING EVER in #1 teenage son’s life for a long time to come….