Wet Walk To Nursery

The slowest thing on the planet is a curious young boy.
It doesn't matter what the weather is.
If his mother hadn't gone off to work with his scooter - and more importantly - his helmet then things would not have been as bad.

Although he was in his bedroom having a tantrum when we arrived (all because he couldn't make up his mind if he wanted some grapes believe it or not) he calmed down soon enough and was as good as gold.

Until his mother picked him up from nursery.
Since then he has been the screaming monster from hell.

"The Terrible Twos" seem to have arrived a year late.