There's nothing more unnerving than people being nice

Here are my thoughts for the day for what they're worth. The presenter of BBC Breakfast news made me laugh this morning. It was a good way to start the day. He made an uncharacteristic joke. Let me share it with you: The Americans are trying to sell The Flintstones to the Arabs. They've shown it to trial audiences. The viewers in Rhyadd don't like it but Abu dhabi do. I love the spring, and it seems to be having an effect on both the Little Darlings and the Spouse. The lighter mornings mean that I can pack away the fork lift truck formerly needed to extract them from bed in the morning.

Having said that Boychild has developed an extremely annoying habit. He has either a mild cold or hay fever, and, rather than blowing his nose, or excavating with a finger (which I agree wouldn't be pleasant) he's taken to inhaling mucus up his naval cavity. It's noisy and extremely annoying. He knows it annoys me almost as much as when he burps the national anthem. Spouse, wisely, suggested that I ignore it and he will stop doing it, that it's my (over)reaction that motivates the boy. I guess I just need to have something to be annoyed about, and today that's it. I find myself pretty irritated that there's not much pissing me off at the moment.

My usual role at home, other than that of invisible woman (see old blog for more details http://badmother.blogdrive.com), is chief interpreter. Boychild says to Father Parent, do you like the picture I drew at school today? Father Parent continues staring at the TV. Child repeats the question until I holler, Jack wants you to know if you like his picture. I've been thinking of investing in a megaphone. But there was none of that this morning. Spouse was attentive, cooked eggs for breakfast, and even packed the lunch boxes. Yesterday he asked me if I'm happy. I can't remember the last time he asked me that. In fact I'm not sure he's ever asked me that before. This is unnerving. My customary demeanour which ranges from being mildly depressed to incandescent with rage has been well and truly rattled.