I read this list of Ten Reasons Age Three is More Terrible Than Two the other day. It describes my wonderful, loving, quirky, intelligent, loud, wilful, strong, fierce three year old Plum *almost* to a tee. Almost.
I have three children. When I look at pictures of them all at the same age (first three months – since that is as far as the third has got so far), they look identical. But that’s about where the similarity ends. Their journeys through the first three[…]
Ahh, the delights of having a five year old. We’ve had it quite easy, if I’m honest, as far as behaviour goes. Bean has always been pretty easy to handle, but over the last 6 months or so he’s been finding his independent streak, and the battles are[…]