Yesterday, I have to say was a flipping nightmare. It didn’t start that way, we decided to go to mahon point, LPV wasnt in form for playing in the kids area so we went got a sandwich and he played with his trains, happy days!

He’d told me was going to help get the shopping and put it in the trolly, great!! He went to get a trolly with Granny and there it all began. I can recognise that scream anywhere. He had a complete melt down over…I have absolutely no idea. He got over it anyway and we headed to Tesco, so there it began. He got a bee in his bonnet over something to do with Lolly pops, its not as if I even refused to buy him one.

He sat on the floor and cried, we got over it, he sat on his **kids sit and cried…..this time we didnt get over it, instead he screamed, then Miss C started screaming, then he screamed more because she was screaming..and so on.

Granny took Miss C to calm her down while I..erm discussed the situation with LPV. I dont know its just me but I seem to have different levels to deal with tantrums.

Level 1: Annoyance and determination, the you wont get he better of me level.

Level 2: The what have I done to deserve this level, you feel like your only parent in the world that this in happening too,obviously your not but you could actually curl up into a ball and die.

Level 3: Anger, you try and be overly firm, the exert of power, it doesn’t work work but at this stage you’ll try anything.

So at this point I could do with a strong G&T , I stay strong and walk the mile or so to the nearest supermarket to buy the right formula.

If you didn’t laugh you’d cry…….

** To all who aren’t familiar with the kids sit here it is.