Monkey is in teenage mode, about 4 years too early. Everything is like a massive mission, I asked him to put his clothes away and you would have thought I asked him to call the population of our town.
Its really tough at the moment, because he also has a cold, which has meant me testing him just to be sure, although it wont really affects us that badly is we do have to isolate, as the only thing we need to do outside is get the meat from the butcher, but I am fairly sure if I cry down the phone, they will deliver it to me, because they are lovely.
But being ill, which is rare, does make him moody and the build up to Christmas and it not coming fast enough, as well. While I have tried to spread out the fun stuff, it is boring just waiting and apparently cleaning his room is not fun.
I pointed out that cleaning isn’t fun and yet I find myself doing it everyday.
That went down like a lead ballon as well.
Only a few more days to go