He refused to shower, eat his breakfast and didn’t want to go to school. I felt his head he wasn’t hot at all and then I took his temperature, he definitely wasn’t’ sick and there was no way I was keeping him off school just because he said so. I sat and watched him defeated as he gazed at his bowl of cereal, we had exactly an hour to go. ‘Tell me Lloyd, why won’t you cooperate today?’ He folded his arms and gazed at me angrily. ‘Did someone upset you at school?’ He shook his head. ‘Then what is it, tell mummy so we can fix this.’ ‘Firstly I don’t want rice crispies anymore.’ ‘Okay.’ We were making progress. ‘Would you prefer some cornflakes?’ ‘No actually I would like some toast,’ he said rather snottily. Now before you judge me for letting Lloyd get his own way, you have to understand that if I wanted to get out of the house on time it was the best solution. I’ve seen doctors to make sure he’s alright and he’s fine just too old for his time.
