I'm trying to meditate.
Honestly, I am.
However, the Buddhists didn't allow for my daughter.
Last night she came home and announced
"I need a superhero costume for tomorrow"
When will the costumes stop?
So, while she was at Brownies I came up with black leggings, black shirt, black gloves and I made a cat mask out of funky foam - voila, Catwoman (I know, not strictly a superhero, but the best I could do at a few hours notice).
Then, this morning I was brushing her hair when she asked
"Mummy, what do you know about the Caribbean?"
"Because I need five facts for homework"
Driving to school she started telling me about a rounders match she had after school today, she won't be back until 5pm, etc, etc.
"Hang on," I said, "Have you got your trainers?"
"You came home in your trainers last night, have you brought them today?"
"HAVE YOU GOT YOUR TRAINERS?"
Turn round car, meditate, meditate.
Go home, collect trainers.
Get to school (10 miles and 25 min ride away from home)
"Where's the catwoman mask?" I asked
Frantic looking in car.
"Left it at home"
Even the Dalai Lama would give up.