I arrived home from work one day this week to discover E, after a bit of a strop, had taken the books from one of his bookshelves and dropped them all over the floor. We tidied up and I took the one book he had ripped pages from, to try to repair it.
Me: You know E, I’m very disappointed that you’ve ripped your book. I love books and thought this was one of our favourites. This makes me very sad.
E: You sad mummy?
Me: Yes, I’m very sad. Look at this book!
E: You sad. Mmmmmmm maybe… Daddy tickle you?