Well this morning I'm definitely having a wobble about coping with two!
DH is away for the weekend and wouldn't you know it, this morning has been a disaster. First DS toppled a spare shelf down on himself missing his head by an inch (it was standing up hidden behind a door ready to be put up) and I got the fright of my life. Then he was poking in a wardrobe and pulling shoe boxes out so I said no and stood at it with my back pressing it shut. He screamed in what I thought was protest but then I realised his finger was caught in between the two doors! I almost started crying myself! The guilt! (He got over it far quicker than I)
Then someone came to the door and we had meltdown No 3 as he wasn't allowed run out onto the road.
Then I put him out in the back garden (cos the house was clearly not working!) but next doors older kids are having a play date and poor DS got all distressed pressing his face to the fence! So that was a fail!
It's never this much of a catastrophe normally!
I am being very very liberal with the rice cakes to make up for all the tears.......
Bit worried about what to do with him this afternoon now as I've realised all the playgrounds will be heaving as it's a boiling hot Saturday and I don't fancy waddling through that scrum at all. Hmmmm.......