DS2 has been a PITA today. I finally had had enough and put him to bed a little earlier than usual at 6.15 pm. (hes 18 months).
All went quiet ... ahhhh bliss. Settled down to MN and a well earned drink
Then he started again and he screamed and screamed . After about 30 mins I had had enough "OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!! NOW WHAT???!" I yelled as I stamped upstairs and stormed into his bedroom .......
only to find the poor little mite had his leg jammed in the cot bars He looked very sad and uncomfortable. I finally managed to free him (after a little tugging while having wild visions of having to call the fire brigade to cut him loose). He rubbed his knee, frowned at me and turned over and went to sleep.