I'll scream and scream and scream until I can't breathe

One of my baby books (the brilliant Rough Guide to Babies) describes toddler tantrums thus:

"Tantrums are a bit like labour contractions: you keep thinking - is this one? And then, when the first one really kicks off, there's absolutely no mistaking it".

This came to mind as I sat on my bed this morning, watching Eve next to me, flailing her little arms and legs and screaming as if someone had tried to kill her. The offending act from Mummy? I had tried to get her to put a t-shirt over her head.

Welcome to the terrible twos. A little bit early but then my darling daughter is nothing if not precocious.