I was having a chat with a friend (who doesn’t yet have kids) on Friday and she asked if my three year old ever has tantrums about silly things; as it so happens this morning’s breakfast was a perfect example.
I will quote you word for word what happened; keeps things accurate for you and easy for me 😉
Me: Breakfast is ready!
Him: No it’s not
Me: It is, come in please
Him: It’s too hot!
Me: No, it’s cooled down. Can you sit up to the table please?
Him: DON’T HELP ME!
Me: Sorry but it’s nice to help people
Him: DON’T LOOK AT ME!
Me: I have to look at you to check you’re okay
Him: YOU WANT TO EAT MY PORRIDGE!
Me: No I don’t, I have my own porridge
Him: YOU FORGOT MY HONEY!
Me: No, there’s honey on there but I’ll get you some more if you’d like some
Him: I’ve finished!
Me: Well done, now let me wipe your face please
Him: (Bolts out the kitchen as fast as he can)
Me: It would be so much easier if you stayed still
Him: You put kitchen roll IN MY MOUTH!
Me: That was only because you were wriggling so much
Him: GET OUT MY ROOM! (The sitting room is apparently now his room)
Me: I need coffee (an Irish one)
So that’s how my morning started! How was yours?
To give you a bit more context a few minutes earlier he gave me a big hug and a kiss and a few minutes later he was happily playing away. Apparently the combination of me helping him, looking at him, preparing his breakfast for him and keeping him clean is just too much to bear. It’s tough being a three year old!