watched tv all morning whilst i was out, (getting my hair coloured. what a wonderful mummy i am) dh was working from home, so was perfectly content to have them glued to telly.
when i came home, i asked them to stop watching tv. he is having an op on monday, so i reminded him he will be at home allll next week when he wont be allowed out the house, and will be able to watch telly 24/7 then. to please either go out and play with neighbour down the road, or play in garden with siblings.
little sod through a tantrum, which became progressivley worse. at the end he was locked in the toilet, and coming out to either unplug the vacuum cleaner, i was trying to clean the car, or chuck thigns at me. dh was being a right git i felt and not backing me up enough. eventually the little sod walked out the door, having spent more than an hour locked in a tiny little toilet, went out walkies on his. own. grrr... thats what i wanted him to do in the first place. he might actually have ejoyed himself.
i amnow studiously ignoring him. as not reallyl sure what else to do. oh, and i have hidden his psp.