Last week, I babysat my three-year-old cousin.
At one point, I was sitting beside him, minding my own business, when he just hit me in the face for no reason.
Later, he was standing guiltily near our new espresso machine when I realised he’d been putting food in his mouth, then spitting it into the machine to hide it.
I also gave him a gift, which I’m fairly certain he threw off the balcony intentionally.
As an ode to three-year-olds and the characteristic lack of shits they give about everything, please behold the following tweets which perfectly sum up their attitude to life:
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Not just 3 year olds! Mr 10 had a tanty the other week because I started cooking dinner when it was his night to cook. I’d already asked him several times to get it started but he didn’t respond at all so I did it.
*Big crash heard in the playroom*
Parent (from the kitchen) : "Harry are you okay?"
Child: "Yeah"
Parent: "What was that?"
Child: *silence*
Parent: "Harry, what was that?"
Child: "I'M THINKING"