My son seems so much more lovable when he is many miles away, he even manages to sound cuter on the phone. In some ways I enjoy Bennett's company much more now; he can hold down a pretty decent conversation (when he is not getting all preteen and pre-man- monosyllabic on it)I love that he is mostly independent, and that we can watch shows together that we both enjoy. There is however a reason he is more lovable when he is far away - and that reason is because he is far away. This week I don't have to put up with: a smelly preteen using my bathroom, telling someone to go to bed, washing his clothes or cooking his tea (I am fully aware he could be doing these things but I am not that kind of mother) listening to endless monologues about rugby teams, cricket teams, Paul Henry's jokes and the progress of his farm on farmville. Nor do I have to listen to any retellings of what happened on Top Gear, Family Guy, The Cleveland Show or the The Big Bang Theory.
It is very quiet without him around but I have many plans for this week - I get to do all the things he loathes without hearing a whimper or a moan.