There are times when I truly believe that my mothering skills are non-existent and this afternoon was one of those times. I've really struggled to engage with DS this afternoon. I can't decide whether it's him or whether it's me. Everything I have suggested as an activity has been met with a resounding, "No!" And then, just as I was at screaming pitch, DS asked if we could "go outside and pick up leaves?" Absolutely, son. What's that, the temperature is barely above 0C? No problem, we'll wrap up warm.