Stand in the kitchen doorway rattling the safety gate screaming at me because he refused to eat his lunch or snack and now he’s starving.
Pull every single toy out of his toy cupboard, and then proceed to scream when he can’t slam the doors because there’s a toy in the way.
Walk around the lounge whinging because he’s bored and doesn’t want to play with any of the toys he’s just lobbed around the room.
Stand at the stairs rattling the safety gate and screaming at me because I won’t let him spend the whole day going up and down them.
Carry Nellie around the house with him, alternating between sucking on his trunk and throwing him down in anger
Oh how I love rainy days!