Take one grumpy preschooler who you have to get out of the door in an hour and cue the threenager tantrums… again and again. If Tilly were to diarise her morning it might look a but like this.


I shouted this morning because:

  • I didn’t want to sit down (although daddy’s arms were tired)
  • I didn’t want my potty (although I did need a wee)
  • I didn’t want anything to eat at all (although my tummy was empty)
  • I didn’t want to get ready for preschool (although I love going)
  • I couldn’t get my Playmobil figure to hold his sword (it did when I tried a bit harder)
  • My porridge had somehow offended me
  • I didn’t want to get off my potty
  • I didn’t want to put on my pants
  • I don’t like purple so didn’t want to wear my purple t-shirt (but I wore it in the end)
  • I decided I didn’t like my porridge again
  • I didn’t want to wear my coat
  • I didn’t want to go to preschool (I need something to shout to indicate my dislike for getting ready)
  • Daddy went out of the door first (Preschooler always goes first, get with the programme)
  • I opened my packet of snacks too far and they nearly fell out
  • Someone was walking their dog across the road
  • I didn’t want to walk
  • Someone said hello to me

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4 thoughts on “Diary of a threenager

  • 30 January 2016 at 12:42 am

    This is hilarious. I love posts like this.
    Poor toddlers & their grumps about nothing. haha

  • 30 January 2016 at 11:42 pm

    Oh yes I can relate to this one! My two year old has grumbles about a lot of similar things – her favourite phrase at times seems to be “don’t loik it!” Ah the joys of grumpy threenagers!

  • 4 February 2016 at 10:55 am

    Och, I didn’t want to walk is the bane of my life “Daddy my legs are getting tired”. “Yeah, well so are my arms from carrying you!”


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