You’re head is banging, frustration mounting, heart beat ramping up, a little rage is brewing……..yup you’re about to blow.
Stop crying, please stop crying!!!
It’s time to call the cavalry! That sweet, viscous, strawberry goodness.. By the time you’ve wiped the excess of his dribbly little chin, he’s out!! Spark out!!
Suddenly you notice his big eyes, his chubby rosey cheeks, his tiny little fists and you fall in love all over again. Until the next meltdown………….
Calpol (liquid paracetomol) is bloomin magic stuff
When will these bloody teeth arrive?