After I'd picked her up and we'd had lunch, I tried to get Zoe to read a story, but she had a bit of a strop. I didn't want to pander her to her needs, because that's how she'll know she can walk all over me. But she point blank refused to read with me, so we ended up playing 'memory,' and doing some drawing before her tutor came.
|Zoe drew me this lovely ballerina!|
We scooted to judo and I finished my letter writing by the lake while I waited for her.
She was shattered by the time we got home, meaning she was quite moody. Especially when she caught me preparing vegetables for dinner. ("I don't WANT vegetables." - It took a lot of patience for me to be calm with her...) It took her absolutely ages to eat dinner, and David kept saying what a "big dinner" she was eating - I felt like I'd been overfeeding her. I kept thinking that he was going to want to "have a word with me" about the lateness, but I think all is well. I'm just going to have to try a bit harder to get the parents to like me!