Following my day from hell, the toddler has steadfastly refused to walk. Nothing will encourage him, no bribe known to man will work. Even the attentions of his best toddler friends fail to get him to walk. I have taken him back to the A & E department and they can find no injury. They say they have seen it all before.
He has a six month old little sister, who receives virtually no attention apart from when she is being fed and her nappy is changed. He chooses what to wear, what he eats and what the family watches on the television. He fights over brushing his teeth every night. He has taken over the best seat on the sofa and demands constant attention. He is both the apple of my eye and the thorn in my side.
I am fed up of him, I want my life back and I want him to do as he is told.