Suffering anti social behaviour all round. Little A broke a plate at my friend’s house yesterday because all the snacks were done. I’m working on the throwing at home by letting him sit at the table. I was so busy saying sorry and feeling embarrassed that I forgot to institute naughty corner. Have to start practising the response. Think I’m just never sure he really understands.
Meanwhile, upstairs neighbours are getting me angry. I asked them to keep quiet after 11pm a few weeks ago after a couple of parties. The problem is they don’t go out til very late so the music and loud voices kept me up til 1.30am. It doesn’t exactly fill me with joy that I’m going to have to have another conversation with them. It certainly doesn’t set me up well for a day of disciplining any of Little A’s behaviour.
Deep breath. Time to get him up.