We saw the nice doctor today, the specialist, who said that little bear was developing fine, the tantrums were normal (oh no!) and that she was really happy with his development.
Getting little bear to the doctors was a nightmare, as getting him ready for anything is fraught with tension as he WILL NOT hurry himself and does all he can to postpone actually getting out the door. He has missed scones at the Methodist before now.
Then he didn't want to go into the dr's room as he wanted to play with the toys in the reception area. Then he didn't want to leave the dr's room as he wanted to play with the toys there. Then he didn't want to leave the reception area as he wanted to play with the toys...
I've never been so glad to get home in my life. I am about to start the interesting challenge of getting him to nursery, when he doesn't want to go.
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