It went back for two yesterday, all three today.
Life gets easier with school back, right?
Or, judging by today... drag one out of bed and convince him that he is tired and not dying, deal with tears because you gave one milk on cereal when she wanted it dry, deal with meltdown about shoes/blazer/hair (colour and style)/school in general/me stopping her clawing her arm to pieces scratching, drop off one to breakfast club, the other to the school in the opposite direction, deal with a call from school about said hair colour and try to explain to the woman why she was against having it dyed brown, and get her to explain that "natural" means a natural shade of dye too, not just YOUR natural colour, notice PE bag still in car, realise that you have already hit Fuck It stage and it can stay in the car, she can do PE in her uniform for a day... then look at the clock and realise it is still only 8.45am.
Have children they said... it'll be fun they said...
But then I see things like this, and I kinda wanna keep them.