If you’ve got kids, the familiar cry assaults your ears.
“Mum! She took my train!”
“Mum! He’s taunting me!”
“MUUMMM! He took my baby and he won’t give her back!”
Right about now, a comforting vision floats through your weary mum brain. You picture yourself getting out the earplugs hubby uses for mowing the lawn, making a cuppa, and settling down to read your latest book, earplugs firmly in place. The occasional vague shriek breaks through, but you smile an ethereal little smile and keep on reading. You actually don’t care if they fight to the death.
An earsplitting yell erupts near your elbow, and jerks you back to reality. No earplugs in sight. You’re going to have to deal with it. Again. Sound familiar?