OK, maybe not completely, but am certainly feeling like I am a prisoner in my own home.
This little boy (also 4) is a family friend, and previously he and DS have always got on well, but over the last couple of months he's become a thug!
SO far today we've had:
- him punch me in the chest when I tried to check his seatbelt
- him throwing toys down on me from upstairs
- lots of door-slamming from both of them, and said child shouting at me, "Where's my drink?!"
I went into DS2's room and told them that I expected them to cam down/ play quietly and behave, or else I was taking X home early. It's a bit better now, but I still feel like I'm hiding here in the study, hoping they're not trashing stuff
Surely this can't be right?