Yesterday I pointed out to P when driving that there was a cute caterpillar on the car windscreen. Before I could get the next words out of my mouth he instinctively pressed the windscreen wiper and it smudged it across the windscreen.

To be fair I know he did it to nudge it off as a reflex action but I was so mad at him..... These maternal instinct hormones are hard work.

His catholic guilt is also pretty hard work too though, so I didn't stay mad for too long as he'll beat himself up for long enough. Obviously I am now calling him "caterpillar-killer" though.