It's been two weeks since my sister left. Two weeks of having to take responsibility for my own child's welfare and entertainment. The DVD of Finding Nemo is almost worn out! Luckily my parents have arrived, so Pete is back to happy, attention-filled days and I'm back to Baileys at breakfast time. Natural order has been restored.
Whatever it is, it skips a generation.
Maybe Mum and my childcare techniques aren't so different...