My children have turned feral

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They're 3 and 5. They keep attacking one another and loving it. Think it's the funniest thing to just keep wrestling. I'm having to literally prize them off each other all day.

What can I do? Send help!

'Is the house on fire? Are you broken? Are you bleeding? Is part of you hanging off? No? Off you pop, then'.

Biggest dog crate you can get (maybe there's an option for Wilderbeeste storage).

Put comfy cushions or a lounger in there. Put chilled bottle of something and snacks in there. Put yourself in there, close the door and leave the feral beasts to the rest of the house.

I used to send my two down to the end of the garden so I couldn’t see them —couldn’t hear them!—
Usually, because they no longer had me refereeing, they would stop fighting.
Somehow they’ve both survived 😃

Oh OP I feel your pain! I've got two girls, 20 months and just 4. You'd think that as the youngest one is a toddler really they wouldn't be like this yet wouldn't you?

Oh no. The toddler is worse than the 4 year old!

We've had Peppa, Ben and Holly and Maddie Moate (who is fast feeling like part of the bloody family!!!) on a loop all day. I've only got two minutes to be on my phone because they are contained eating their dinners.

Bedtime in t-minus one hour.....then wine. Sending solidarity!

So good to know we're not alone. Solidarity all.

And really sorry about the jobs @randomlettersabc that's stressful.

@itsallopticsanyway my youngest is way more brutal. She goes for the eyes and then shouts "HULK SMASH" at the top of her voice as she jumps on you two footed.

My nerves are hanging on by a thread. I'm in brace position constantly.

Parents smugly saying that lockdown life is bliss all the time and look at all the wonderful things their perfect children are doing are liars!

These perfect family images are as real as social media touched up selfies. It's just social media filtering and creating an unrealistic representation of reality.

I'm enjoying the family time for the most part, but DH didn't get why I had a complete melt down at the weekend at the mess throughout the house (he's not put some of his outdoor stuff away since January) and how that and DS constantly yapping at me combined with DH coming to bed at 1am as he was 'socialising online for his mental health' had broken me.