On Tuesday a little boy ran out of the classroom and declared to his mother that he was having a sleep over with my son. I was prepared for what was going to come and so when my son ran out, I was able to say its a school night so not tonight and A’s mummy is busy.
This resulted in a strop which went something like this.
M: But I wanted a sleepover
Me: You can’t have a sleepover A’s mummy is busy tonight, how about ice creaam
M: *wails* I don’t want ice cream
Me: Don’t have ice cream then
M: But I want ice cream but I want it in a cone from the ice cream van
Me: There isn’t an ice cream van and we don’t have any cones
M: I want to go on your shoulders to look for ice cream vans
Me: No M Its too hot
M: *wails* I want an ice cream
This goes on and on and on.
We get home and another strop today and I will probably get one again tomorrow.
Or I may just leave him at school