At the moment every day seems like the longest day. We are well and truly stuck in the throws of the terrible twos. I know it's just a phase. I have a hazy memory about how awful the other two were. However, on a day to day basis I feel as if I'm stuck in a Groundhog Day filled with stomping and screaming. And that's just me!
The reason we have so many tantrums at the moment is shown in this picture. Little man has a desire to run everywhere. Walking is clearly not as much fun. Most of the time this is fine. However, combine this with 3.15 school pick up, a need to cross roads and an absolute meltdown occurs. I am the meanest, most evil of Mummies, as I dare to insist that he must hold my hand to cross the road. The only good thing is that my day is longer than little man's and come 7 o'clock his day is over. Ready for an early wake up call and more tantrums tomorrow.