My living room has become a boxing ring.
Or so my children seem to think anyway.
In the last week I have had to break up more fights than I think Frank Warren ever has.
Then, the boy gets angry, and pulls her hair. So she gets annoyed and slaps him.
The next thing you know, its like two cats rolling around pulling and biting and kicking at one another, screeching and shouting as well. Chrissy shouts "No Ed no baby", thinking this makes a difference to my poor son! He just looks at me as if to say "get her off me!".
Now, the fighting is one thing, but I find it really hard to explain to Chrissy that she is being bad for wanting to be affectionate-this is the child who kissed no one for 6 months. But all of a sudden, she loves to give kisses and hugs. She even insisted the other day that she wouldn't go to bed until she kissed guests that were in the house.
At the same time, my poor son is in danger of serious injury! That and he has had such a gutful of her and her strange way, that he is now, at just over one, learning to fight her.
Its not just due to the over snuggles, as I call them. Its now toys too. If he wants something, or if she pinches something he was playing with, then he pulls her hair. So she fights back. Its a vicious cycle.
I of course expected the odd scrap, but not until they got older, at least school age, but no, my kids are looking at being boxers early.
I think I'll go referee now......
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