Skip to main content

Little House of Horror

We live in a little house. A tiny house in fact. We share it with a complete horror. A massive horror actually.  The last few weeks his behaviour has become somewhat.... "challenging". I'm being very sweet and trying not to refer to him as a tiny arsehole but he has actually been a giant pain in the ass.

This last week his behaviour has ramped up and we started to receive reports of him being rude at nursery and disruptive. Well he IS 3, is to be expected really! But no it's not acceptable.  As soon as we got home on Friday we made a sticker chart for rewards. We agreed he wouldn't get the batteries he need for his remote control car until the first row was complete on his chart.

Tonight he got his batteries. He lost and gained stickers like a binge eater at fat club over the last two days but he got there.  He's had some super cute moments too but the horror moments are proving hard to take.

I'm currently debating what his next "reward" should be, or whether in fact after tonight's escapade should result in the loss of his batteries.  He snuck downstairs for his step and then stole chocolate while I was drying my hair and he was supposed to be in bed. While cross with him I can't help but be a bit proud at how much he used his initiative and problem solved all by himself.

This is currently him refusing to go to sleep...

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Mothering Sunday (the reality)

Here in the UK, yesterday was Mother's Day. Despite being in a lockdown and the usual meals out and walks to meet people being cancelled, you couldn't fail to notice. People were posting all over social media wishing their mums the best day, expressing caring sentiments for those who have lost their mums or their children. Sharing photos of their "Super Mums" and in some cases the amazing gifts they received. Even as a single mum, I have a good enough relationship with my ex that he took our son out and supported him in choosing some gifts for me. In the most caring of ways, Little Legs woke me at before 6am and proceeded to pester me until I agreed to get up. My biggest laugh of the day was when he gave me the present he was most proud of, the one he was sure said, "Super Mum"..... I don't have the heart to tell him the truth! 💙 Before the day could really kick off we did a reproduction of a Mother's Day video from a few years ago. His silliness is...

Grounding time

I'll be honest I've been struggling a bit these last 2 or 3 months. As much as things all seem pretty good on paper I haven't been able to feel quite.... "right". I've spent a lovely time this summer with my son, with my family, old friends coming to visit, taking trips out to the beach, camping, time off work, but something seems off kilter.  I haven't been able to put my finger on it and it's had me feeling restless, uneasy and unsettled.  Anyone else get like this? I actually quite like this time of year, the end of summer. As I get into September I do get quite reflective. I ponder how things have been going, what have I been doing, what do I have to look forward to, what do I need to focus on? I grabbed my journal and started writing tonight. I just let the pen drift and the thoughts tumble out, joining the dots and putting the pieces together. It was just what I needed  Next came the bullet journal. I felt the urge to draw something that is impor...

Countdown to D Day

Today is the day before my due date.  As I've progressed through this pregnancy I've had the pleasure of getting to know other mums-to-be, some of who I just know will be part of my life for many years to come. It seems as each day passes and I get closer and closer to meeting Wrigglebum, those friends I've made are all having their babies. Of course I'm so pleased for them, but I'm starting to get impatient now. I always said that I expected to be overdue, and unless something happens quickly today/tomorrow I'm thinking I'm right! Midwife appointment today confirmed my suspicion of a growth spurt, and baby has grown 4 cms in the last fortnight!  That seems massive to me.  We were talking at my appointment about what weight baby might be, and of course length is not an indicator of weight, but my lovely midwife reckoned it might be at the top end of 7 pounds.   My initial guess on the board at work was 7lb 8oz I think with a due date of 27 March.... ...