Grumpy Young Man

There was just no pleasing Little D today, he definitely woke up on the wrong side of the cot.

He cried when playing indoors, he cried when playing outdoors. He cried when he wanted food, he cried when he got food. By the time R got home from work I was just about demented so was delighted to have a bit of back up.

The only slight respite during the day was when he was on the swing. He absolutely loves it and could be pushed for hours. Unfortunately I couldn't push for hours so Miss A took over for a bit. She flitted between giving him a gentle push and trying to shake Little D off so she could have a turn. Needless to say it ended up in tears, again, for both of them.

Life lesson: Get a swing with two seats - motorised preferably.