The Teenies ring me when they get home from school to let me know they have arrived. Cotton wool parenting? Don't think so, I just like to know they are safely home.
I get this phone call from Master T:
"Yeh, hi, it's me. I'm home. Do you think you could buy some food?"
And I get this text from Miss T:
"Home. Buy some food on your way home"
Time to buy some food do you reckon?
Ciao for now...