This never ending rain is causing tension in the Accidental household.
I like to relive my misspent youth by blasting my teenage angst CDs and dancing madly around the living room. Peanut does not approve.
I just threw on some Blink182 and went to make afternoon tea. I heard a heart wrenching wail from the playroom, and a "Mummy, I Do Not Like That Loud Music!"
And when I walked in?
She was wearing her baby industrial strength earmuffs.
I swear, it's like I never left home... Mum, are you coaching her??