We’ve all been there – the supermarket meltdown, the strop at the leisure/garden centre doors, food on the wall, hand in the face.. Some days it’s enough to bring you to your knees. But then there are occasionally tantrums that start up for completely random reasons which are actually quite funny looking back.
The other day we went to Alice Holt Forest in Hampshire to celebrate my nephew’s third birthday. There are three months between him and EJ (EJ’s birthday is not til July) so there was a certain amount of stroppiness from my little one who didn’t like the fact that all the good stuff was aimed at his cousin not him. O came along with his new balance bike which EJ took a bit of a shine to and could only be briefly distracted by me producing his own scooter from the boot of the car. For a brief period they whizzed around together happily.