Lockup

Lauren was climbing on to her bed last night with a glass of milk in her hand. I told her not to. Sam was wandering around in the bedroom and chipped in with “That’s dangerous”.

We’re having problems with bedtimes at the moment, mostly with Sam. I seem to remember Lauren going through a similar thing at about this age. Last night (after the dangerous milk incident) I made Sam lie down in his own room and closed the door on him. Claire went in after he’d been beating on the door and shouting for a while, and reported that he was just so angry at me. Truly I am horrible.