Threenager

That angelic smile is covering up a phase I wish would end with my whole being. For two weeks now, Jack can only be described as a threenager. Stroppy, apathetic, whingey, and downright rude. We've clawed our way through this sort of phase before, so I'm clinging to the hope that this too shall pass, but boy oh boy, he is trying my patience right now.

It has been suggested to me that maybe there is something 'working on him'. Well, there is a bug going round at the moment which has hit my husband, and little Noah too. Today, I have been struck down and it's not fun. So, I've decided to give Jack here the benefit of the doubt and try and put the memories of this walk to the back of my mind. Yes, he did pretty much throw a tantrum the entire way. Sigh.

On this adventure, Noah wore a vintage Mothercare snowsuit that I spotted in the Rusty Zip (you wont miss him in it) and an H&M striped beanie. Tantrums McGroo wore his Ingugu hat, Robot coat from the House of Fraser Name It range, Zara cords, Barbour Scarf, and Classic Hunter kids wellies.

Now, listen to how long I can cry at the top of my lungs the whole way home. Suckas.