in the reception class 'Sing-Song' this morning. And to keep saying 'quack quack' after the song about the duck was over. And when they came to say the rhyme about 'mummy caught a flea, put it in the teapot' etc, why was I the only parent who was pathetically grateful that he didn't say the version of the poem that his big brother taught him
I didn't ask for a child who was 'a character'. It's so stressful.