Month: May 2019

Never one to think it was worth pandering to a child’s often ridiculous demands – better that they put up and shut up – I sometimes cringe at the lengths we’re prepared to go to in order to avoid a meltdown. Because sometimes, at the end of a very very long day, it’s just easier to say – “yes darling, of course” – and spare your ears/ sanity.

So we’ve somehow found ourselves, every time our little darlings have their milk given to them, not only needing to remember to have the right colour tommee tippee beaker for the right girl at the right time of day, but woe betide either of us who inadvertently puts the lid on the Tommee Tippee beaker ‘the wrong way round’ as shown in the image. The consequences are honestly not worth the effort it takes to unclip those bloody lids (which I swear are designed to thwart as much the parent’s as the child’s attempts to remove them) and, more often than not, spray yourself in the face with a squirt of milk in doing so.

And so it was, as drops of milk were falling from my eyelashes as I grappled to push the lid down in the ‘correct position’ while MiniM#1 wailed in consternation at my unforgivable misdemeanour and MiniM#2 screamed in the background for me to turn her lid around too, I asked MiniM#1: “How on earth are you going to cope next week when your grandparents come over to look after you while mummy and daddy are away?”.