Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Princess Morag is tired: hoping-she-isn't-sick tired. So she was quite dismayed that the children's room had toys strewn all over the place and really really wished their was a more magical way to tidy the mess than physically picking it up herself. She had attempted to create a sense of responsibility in her offspring and threatened to throw away the toys if they weren't picked up. Today this did not have the desired motivational effect. Instead of hurriedly picking up, her five year old declared himself whinily "tired" and when her angry outburst obviously made the whole situation much worse, Princess Morag resorted to giving up and comforting the boy with the tired tantrum wishing that she had a house elf to save the day.