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Back to the drawing board
By ella | December 16, 2004
Now the boys are feeling better we are at the in-between stage where all the strict parenting has gone out of the window and sympathy reigned while they were ill - of course you can have ice cream for breakfast sweetie (NB, as I hear the collective intake of breath from fellow Mummies, we have organic wholemilk ice cream only in this house - none of this crap stuff with artificial flavourings and regurgitated milk - so my little darlings WON’T DIE for having it for breakfast when they are sickly) and the stage where they are obviously better but playing by the poorly rules.
This in-between stage covers food at mealtimes - what they will now deign to eat, how much of it and whether it is rejected in favour of pudding first - to sleep. So the period of retraining has begun as my patience wears thin - yeah, I do sympathy but ONLY FOR SO LONG.
So boys, if you could read, here are the rules as they used to be:
- you will eat what I put in front of you and if you don’t there is nothing else
- you will sleep in your own bed when we say so, all night and without Mummy having to come into the room and sleep on a crummy mattress on the floor which is covered with the remains of your snotty cold (the washing machine can only take so much washing at a time you know)
- you will not fight with your brother because you are not ill anymore and if you are not ill you cannot be cranky AND you cannot do something wrong and then use the excuse that you are poorly to justify it - we’re done with that one
- Mummy needs a holiday
- oh, and Mummy needs a holiday (did we cover that one already?)
- oh and just because you are both now officially toddlers, you cannot both have a tantrum at the same time and expect me to stay in the room (new rule).
Roll on Christmas and all the lovely diversion it will bring from our daily life.
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