Kids HQ
School holidays, covered. School email, actually read.
Add each child’s school and it works the holidays out from the term dates. Then it’s one honest grid: Granny here, holiday club there, a camping trip, and the days still uncovered glowing red. Forward the school email and it comes back as one line you can actually skim — the dates lifted out, “return this by Friday” turned into a to-do, filed under the right child.
Share one child with their other parent and they see that child — only that child, never the rest of the house. You both got that email anyway; now whoever gets to it first ticks it off, and neither of you does it twice.
Six weeks of summer, thirty working days, two parents and a group chat. The spreadsheet finally died. No flowers.