We had the mother of all tantrums tonight.
Left Lily and I both a little shaken and in need of a G&T (me not L).
I am blaming a pot of Morrisons jelly which seems to have sent her spiralling into melt down; for we are blessed to have a generally calm, fairly reasonable little creature who is easily distracted unless too tired or, as today illustrated, full of nasty, evil, synapse exploding additives.