Some of you have kids and therefore may be able to offer a different perspective on this conversation I just had with my mother. I'm trying to get along with my parents, but I just cannot understand them. Help?
Mum: I don't think the two of you were entirely fair on us, though.
Mum: Well, I know you were ill, but we hardly saw anything of either of you. And of course he was ill and we wouldn't have sent him home in that state, but we didn't know from you whether you wanted him to stay or not, or whether he was what you'd been expecting or not...
Me: Why didn't you ask me?
Mum: You were in bed ill the whole time!
Me: Well, that's not my fault, is -
Mum: Oh, get out! ~throws things in sink and storms out of kitchen~
Exhausted of Brighton.