Much has changed chez nous. The twins have been away for a term and probably, if they thought of home at all, they thought of it carrying on much as before. However, as I am studying for my PGCE and commuting many miles each day, my focus has not been domestic.
After a day or two back home Carenza said plaintively “All my friends said that when I got home you would make a fuss of me!”
By my standards, I had made a fuss of her: I had put sheets on her bed and cleared a path through her belongings so that she could get to it. What more could she want?
Apparently a cup of tea and a biscuit would have been nice.
She has clearly become spoilt.