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My god, I don't think I've ever known a child as naughty as Ruby. She is just unbelievable. The other day I thought she was being a bit quiet. When I went to check on her she was crouched down behind the kitchen counter, eating sugar out of a bowl with a spoon. She had tipped all the sugar out of the jar into her yellow plastic bowl and had got herself a spoon from the drawer. Well, at least she has good table manners. I stood there looking at her until she glanced up and said casually, "oh, hello." I said, "Ruby..." and she went, "what?" in a very teenage-ish kinda way. Yesterday I had sorted out 3 loads of washing into 5 piles on my bed, ready to put away. I left the room for one second and when i came back in, Ruby was sitting on the bed, throwing all the clothes onto the floor. As I was telling her to stop she kept doing it, laughing her evil laugh. She has a big bruise on her forehead and a graze on her nose from where she flung herself onto the concrete at school yesterday in a temper tantrum. Her head made that awful hollow, watermelon- dropping- on -the- ground noise that children's skulls make. This was because Declan had walked in front of her on the way down the path. The audacity!!

Bring on preschool.