My dd now 6 was such a lovely toddler/pre-schooler. My days off work were such a pleasure-we sailed through the terrible twos, never a on-the-shop-floor tantrum it was great. Then, along came her brother!
He will be 3 in a few weeks, and I have to say that at the moment I don't really like being a mummy. This has been a terrible weekend-especially whilst visiting other peoples houses.
He's shouted constantly, thrown things, hit his sister. At one house he found a bottle of tippex and covered himself in it. At the next house, he discovered the litter tray and picked up a couple of handfuls of litter (not pooh thank god!) and put it in my relatives flower vase. I've got to the point where I'm refusing invites to peoples houses because I can't face taking him there.
If I tell him off he laughs, sent him to his room this afternoon which helped me calm down more than him but if I'm out with him I obviously can't do that.
Being from an all girl family, I'm not used to boys, one minute he is so cuddly and kind the next a monster.
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