We've recently been going to a parent-and-child group at a Steiner-Waldorf nursery near us and I absolutely love it there; it's quite unlike the other Crazyfests R Us groups we go to on other days. I think the calm, peaceful environment and approach to childcare suits me and seems to benefit Felix greatly.
However, the peace is sometimes shattered by the following image....
Felix on one side of a toy, a little girl called Freya on the other, both pulling with all their might. Felix begins to do the 'mad, staring eyes, bright-red face, screech of death' act and then Freya lunges at him teeth-first once it's clear that this misleadingly angelic-looking pitbull of a boy is...not...going...to...let...GOOOOOOOOO!!
...all this happens in a matter of seconds before the lady who runs the group swoops in, calms them down, ends the argument and has them sitting happily together, chatting toddler nonsense and carrying on like no one's just tried to take anyone's arm off using only their nashers.
Yeah, I know it will all kick off again in a few minutes and there'll be bawling from one and the other will go off and hide in the corner because they're fed up...but that's Toddlerland for you. At least in this place I get fed organic fruit and I'm being taught to sew without hating it and wanting to stick the damned needle in the damned witch of a teacher's arm. See, it's therapy for us both.
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