Now that it's December, the prams are upon us. Too many prams in the shopping centre just today at midday, as I was in a rush to procure presents for kids in my circle.
On Friday, (minus the pram), I brought my toddler to the centre, hoping she would behave. We were made to vanish while her dad was dusting and hoovering. It was a nightmare, my sweet two year old couldn't yet comprehend the concept of "no touch, no screams, just look." This phase of "lying on the floor" in protest when she doesn't get what she wants is not amusing. Nor is her screaming non-stop. For the screeching noise, I got dagger looks in the bus.
Children grow up as DR (who's DR?) pointed out to me in September (childcare issues, wth?). But this page and the paragraph above is for keeps, as next time next year she'll be more prudent and won't just choose all the pink dresses in her wardrobe.
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