Today Harry tested me. He’s tested me before with the tantrums, meltdowns etc but today he really tested me!
I woke him from his nap, he was still very sleepy so I thought I would use this little quiet time to start dinner. So I left him with cbeebies while I chopped the veg. I decided to give him a check after 5 mins and what I found was an empty tube of germolene on the floor and Harry covered head to toe in it! I ran the bath and dunked him in it.
Then the tween came through the door. I stood at the bathroom door for minutes talking to him, I turned around and Harry had pooped in the bath. But that wasn’t all, no, Harry had picked up the poo and thrown it on the floor!
I grabbed him up in a towel (checking his bum was clean) and passed him to the tween while I cleaned up.
I walked into the front room and at that exact point Harry threw a glass on the floor, smashing it!
I was already feeling emotional because the postman bought a letter with an application for college for the teen (collage is age 14 here) making me feel a little sad.
I never wish a day over, but I am today! I can’t wait for bedtime and to go downstairs and stuff a chocolate bar in my mouth before I get sent to the crazy house!