Bad household management

We ran out of nappies. Had one for last night – phew! But none whatsoever after that.

So R has been forced to go out with just knickers (and tights, trousers, T-shirt, vest, shoes and coat, of course) on, along with a bag full of changes of clothes and the port-a-potty. My poor mum! She’s (R not my mum) been doing so well with using the potty at home over the last few days that she was going to have to try this soon, but it would have been better parenting to have made the decision on the basis of her success at home, rather than a lack of nappies.

Well, it’s only four hours. It can’t be that bad, can it? And two bus journeys. You just know she’s going to wait until she’s on the bus to do anything, don’t you?