Cal has survived week one of his summer 'stay-cation' at home with his parents. So far we're all still talking to one another. Funnily (not coincidentally?) this week has also seen the onset of Cal's terrible-two-tantrums. Until now we thought we'd dodged the whole tantrum thing that you hear about. But not so, it arrived this week like a freight train.
Unlike a lot of things in real life, Cal's tantrums are just like you see in the movies. They're conducted in highly public and usually dangerous places. The middle of busy roads and train station thoroughfares are sure-fire tantrum zones. A supermarket aisle is an oldie, but a goody. And they're never very original, sorry to say Cal. A refusal to get off the road and out of the path of a tram, the knee lock, the slide to the ground, the roll onto the back, the leg flail, the roll to foetal position and then the jagged sob.
But then comes the bear hug and the minutes of peace and quiet. The good thing about tantrums is that they press the Restart button. And we all need that sometimes. Here are some sweet pics from around the house this week, in no-tantrum times.
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| Rainy day toilet roll bowling |
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| Pretty intensely into Brio trains these days |
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| He calls them his "Trainas" |
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| The whole jar of raisins is also a fave |
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| Hello humidity curls, how I love you |
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