I thought I would be better than my kids at most things for a long time. It seems like that long time is actually just four and a half years. Wrigglebot started off on a three wheel scooter before progressing to his two wheel one and he is obsessed with it. It goes on holidays with us and he goes out and rides it in the court just about every day so maybe it was a bit naive of me to think that age would be an advantage in this case.

He turned to me and said, ‘I’ll show you some easy tricks that you can do Mummy.’ I was a little insulted, I’m not going to lie, I was pretty sure I could take him. He showed me some tricks and then handed the scooter over to me. I tried and fell, I tried again and failed once again. He can out-scooter me and it took me a long time till I could actually say those words. My son is better on his scooter than I am. But amazingly enough I’m still better than him at cleaning his room, making his lunch, getting his drinks and getting his clothes out. Funnily enough those are the things that I wouldn’t mind if he was better than me at. Some mothers would give up at this point but not me. When Wrigglebot has his afternoon rest I’m going to practise on his scooter because maybe just maybe I can recover and still be the Mum who can do everything in the eyes of her children. We will see.

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