A new mirror and storage cupboard for the bathroom will be delivered on Saturday, after that we can put the finishing touches to the decorating and get everything put away properly. Since we started decorating, a number of items from the old cupboard have been in a crate. Among these items was an expensive looking green box containing ampoules of hair restorer. Robbie had bought this during one of his visits to the hairdressers, I can't imagine why as he has strong, thick hair but men are unfathomable sometimes!
This morning I happened to look in the box, ten days ago it was full but now there were 6 ampoules missing. It didn't require Hercule Poirot to deduce that this had something to do with Sam! I was furious, that boy can't resist meddling with things. After school I tackled Samuel, he admitted it immediately and went on to explain that Robbie didn't need it because he has loads of hair and so does Grandad Burgess, so he was actually preventing Robbie from wasting his time. I pointed out that Sam also has plenty of hair and does not require the treatment either. He pointed to an alleged bald patch (actually it was his crown) and quite reasonably pointed out that his grandad has very little hair, so this was an insurance for his old age! I didn't have the willpower to explain that his grandad is my stepfather so there is no genetic link!
Thankfully Robbie was out at a gig this evening so I could deal with the situation without his input. He is brilliant with the children, but at times of tension he tends to forget that he is the adult and he gets drawn in to silly arguments. Emily nearly crowned him with a frying pan the other day all because he tried to tell her how to wash up! Seventeen year olds should be approached with caution at all times, but especially when armed. Anyway Sam has to do chores at the weekend to earn money to replace what he used - he is already bleating about exploitation.
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