Picture, if you will… a heartwarming, an endearing scene… Mother and daughter, lay on the bed chattering away, laughing and smiling, simply whiling away the time.

*suddenly, excitement turns to kicking from the small one*

Me: “please don’t kick mummy sweetheart, it hurts”

*she kicks again*

Me: “Miss E, mummy has asked you not to kick me because it hurts, if you do it again I will sit you in the naughty corner”

*she kicks again*

*off we go to the naughty corner*

Me: “mummy asked you twice not to kick and you carried on so you can sit here for two minutes and think about what you did”

Miss E: “ok mummy”

*two minutes of silence pass*

Me: “mummy sat you in the naughty corner because you carried on kicking after I asked you to stop. Do you have something to say to me?”

Miss E: “sorry mummy”

*gives me a kiss and a cuddle*

*after chattering to her teddies for a moment she toddles of and sits back in the naughty corner*

Me: “what are you doing sweetheart?”

Miss E: “sit naughty corner, kicking mummy”

Me: “but you have said sorry now so you don’t need to sit there any more”

*toddles over, kicks me, then runs back and sits the naughty corner*

Feckin Super Nanny

Me Naughty