Who is in control ?
Ditto....
I have to admit though, my 18 yearl old son is in control of me.....
I'm hungry - please feed me.....
Mum, where's my phone, keys, FOOD....
Mum, where do you think your'e going.......
Mum, who was that on the phone.....
Mum, where's ya keys I need to borrow the car........
that is until I hear this one......
Mummy, I feel sick...can you take me to the doctors.....
Mummy, these people want my money..can you sort something out....
Mummy, I love you...forgive me....
Then, and only then...am I in control......
Cheers
Lavinia.....
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