The threenager

The threenager exists. I can confirm that this often discussed, harshly named and perhaps over exaggerated creature is real, and looks like this…..

This scenario was captured when the peace of a Sunday morning was shattered for no clear reason. The toddler, sorry Threenager, decided that his Father and I had acted in a manner which clearly didn’t agree with him. We were all upstairs and to demonstrate his disapproval he stomped off to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Not satisfied that his actions had had the desired effect (likely because we couldn’t help but smile at each other & mask a laugh) he then commandeered our bedroom.

Feet stamping, huffing and arm flailing ensued, until I spoke first..

Me: ‘Barney, have you finished sulking yet?’
Barney: ‘No’
Me: ‘What’s upset you?’
Barney: ‘I don’t know’

Cracking. Always helps when you don’t know what you are trying to fix!

Eventually the mood wore off but the unimpressed looks, stares, huffing and puffing continued. We are being met with a lot of ‘no’s’ at the moment, a lot of blatant defiance and a great deal of playing Mummy off against Daddy. In fact, that warrants a post of its own.

Visions of Kevin and Perry keep popping into my head and waves of slight anxiety, that even though we are 13 years away from our little man officially becoming a teenager, we are treated to the occasional glimpse now. What a treat. Well hey ho, might as well get used to it.