"No! I don't want to!" Teddy screamed, kicking and writhing against Matts hold.

It was never this much of a struggle to put teddy to bed. He never put up a fight to go sleeping, but today, Teddy was not having it, screeching and screaming and throwing a strop.

Matt was getting frustrated. What was he supposed to do with his three year old?

Teddy screamed and screamed, throwing a huge tantrum, Matt was sure his flatmates would be knocking on his door to make sure nobody was murdering the child.