Tonight we had a typical outburst that makes life so stressful and difficult at times. Late in the evening so J is tired... which never helps. Tuesday is his roller skating class which he loves (though he's much clunkier and less flowing than most of the others, I notice - could also be because they've been learning longer) as its geared to his love of speed and excitement. He wanted to skate to the car rather than changing his shoes - fine, pick your battles. But then when we got back into the village (on a cold, dark night and he has a bad cough), he wanted to get out before our house and skate home, something he sometimes does when we get back, him running on ahead. A battle I wanted to pick - I said no. And then... the outburst. Crying and shouting, with phrases such as "You have two choices - either I get out or I get out!", him trying to open the door, and then tantrum type crying when we got home... As it happened, there were two people visiting our neighbours just at that moment and he stopped in his tracks, fascinated, declaring that they were burglars... he's somewhat obsessed with burglars. The two year old outbursts continue. And continue. Will they ever dry up?