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If my 3yo had access to AIBU...

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allhailtheaubergine · 15/09/2011 17:25

AIBU to throw my bowl of pear across the kitchen?

Earlier today I demanded that my mother stop what she was doing and immediately get me a pear. She is by nature a difficult woman and she insisted on finishing her wee and washing her hands first Hmm. I explained loudly that this was unacceptable but, typically for her, my protestations only made her more stubborn. Then she moved the goalposts and decided that I could only have my pear if I said "please" (actually I worry about her in this respect - she is utterly obsessed with that word, it's not normal) so I stormed around the house for 25 minutes or so and then eventually gave in and said please (so now she'll think if she holds out long enough I'll end up saying "please" every time - made a rod for my own back there Hmm).

Anyway, she asked me if I wanted the pear to be cut up or whole. I replied "cutted up" and the utter arse of a woman cut up my pear! Shock I was speechless with rage! Obviously, words were not enough to express my fury so I threw the cutted up pear across the kitchen and kicked her in the shins.

WIBU?

I think she genuinely thinks I am BU and it's causing me to doubt myself. What do you think?

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Several posts later [dripfeed]:

Oh, and then I weed in my shorts because I was still cross. That'll learn her.

OP posts:
Blondeshavemorefun · 04/03/2026 02:30

How did I ever miss this

AFB

absolutely fucking brilliant !!!

how are things now with a stroppy possibly driving teen op?

CryHavoc · 04/03/2026 09:41

cryhavoc · 16/09/2011 13:48

Can I offer strength and support to all of those suffering from this ridiculous, so called 'parenting'?
It helps to remember that you are not alone, we'll get through it together.

I have my own tale to add.
AIBU to tell all the teachers at preschool about my lovely baby brother?

I usually takes him everywhere, and looks after him, but on yesterday Mummy made me leave him in the car because, apparently I was taking to long getting out of mine car seat ALL BY MINESELF.

So I told the teachers all about him, and about how I do all the looking after him, and how Mummy would probably leave him in the car all day. They said I doesn't got a baby brother, but I told them they are silly and I does.

When Mummy came to get me they said,
'Wreakhavoc is adamant that she has a baby brother.' and gave Mummy a look like this Hmm, and then, and this is the bit that makes me think the ridiculous woman thinks IABU she laughed and said,
'Oh yes, he's imaginary. She has three imaginary friends and an imaginary puppy.'

As though that makes any difference at all. It's just another example of the mindset that makes her insist on the 'please' and 'thank you' words and get all purple faced when I gets out all my clothes to choose an outfit in the morning. How else am I meant to make an informed decision if I haven't scattered my entire wardrobe over the bedroom. And bathroom. And landing. How?

Make it easier for yourselves by claiming secret victories. She thinks I'm watching Dora while she does work on the puter. I am actually riding Girldog around the living room.

HTH

Wreakhavoc age 3.6

This has just popped up in my ‘Threads I’m On’ and has made me laugh.
She turned 18 last month, and from what I wrote here doesn’t seem to have changed much at all. Especially with regards to outfit choosing in the mornings.

EdithStourton · 04/03/2026 09:53

CryHavoc · 04/03/2026 09:41

This has just popped up in my ‘Threads I’m On’ and has made me laugh.
She turned 18 last month, and from what I wrote here doesn’t seem to have changed much at all. Especially with regards to outfit choosing in the mornings.

That brings it all back.

I used to have to strap an imaginary friend into the car with a proper click of the seatbelt, or there would be a lot of howling from the child seat next along.

The same child would express extreme outrage if someone else laid claim to the puter when she wanted a go. PUTER MINE NOW!

Happy days.

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