Lisa, I so hear you on the disco thing. Its gotten to the point that i dread a school newsletter coming home with the word Disco on it. Miss A had one this year.. it was "Only $5, mum". Fine fine. We pay for the ticket. She comes home that day "Its a fluro disco mum. I dont have anything to wear" - she usually pulls this to raid my wardrobe. Well the only thing with any fluro in it is a black dress is pink trim I got to wear to the races, and she wore that for her formal so she couldnt possibly wear that again!!!!!

So D"sucker"H takes her shopping. Its now an $85 Disco!!! New clothes, make up, accessories, blah blah - see what I mean by sucker! So the night of the disco she is pulling her school bag apart in an absolute panic. Left her wallet at school it seems. In the science room she says. All locked up she says. Can't get in without her ticket - panic panic, drama drama. In steps the sucker again, drives hr to the school, sorts it out and off she goes to the disco. Picks her up later when its over, she gets home - "How was it?" I ask.

"Boring"

Today - we set her off by beating her score on the Wiifit. Oh aren't we just so horribly evil.