@FernFaery it sounds like we’re at very similar stages actually.
Earlier today I had this barrage of questions from my five year old.
’mummy what’s nine plus nine’
’mummy what’s ten plus one’
’mummy what’s five plus six’
’mummy what’s nine plus nine’
’mummy what’s thirty two plus ninety eight’
’mummy what’s seventy three plus ninety nine’
’mummy what’s two hundred and twenty three plus ninety four’
’mummy what’s three hundred and two plus eighty seven’
Every time I’m barely given seconds to answer and my nearly three year old is asking ‘what’s this!’ (A tree.) ‘whats this?’ (A cat) ‘what’s this’ (another fucking tree) ‘what’s this’ (a leaf) and on and on and on.
And you know those things you should do? I do them.
’Ok, it’s lovely having questions but mummy needs a break from them. Let’s have some quiet please.’
‘mummy what’s three hundred and seven plus sixty four?’
’what’s this?’ (A daisy)
So when they continue I say a bit more firmly that’s enough. Still it goes on. I end up roaring WHAT when I get the next mummy. Dd cries and ds just carries on. Then they start being stupid together, climbing on one another, shoving, pushing and grabbing. I have no idea how to deal with it tbh. If I send one upstairs they just either come down or the other goes to them anyway. Maybe I need locks <tempting>