Garden Nappy

Boy threw a wobbler at bedtime tonight refusing to wear a nappy. There was quite a debate. I then put a nappy on him before more powerful debating ensued, before then he attempted to destroy my arm with his enraged hands.

In the end we went to the garden where he could let out the full rage into the fresh air, rip the nappy from himself and leave my arm alone. He was so committed to his cause we let him go tto bed in the suit he was born in. However I too was committed and so when he was asleep he was nappied and pyjama bottomed.