I have a 4 year old boy. Yes, I heard that collective sigh. Any mum with a 4+ old boy can probably understand what parenting a 4 year old boy entails. It’s a period (that I’ve heard doesn’t stop), wbere he’s no longer a baby but not quite a “big boy”. A time when testosterone goes a bit crazy! No longer do I have a sweet, anything I say goes, boy. Instead, there’s a little man in his place, trying to give his mother more grey hairs. Our day generally goes well, with a little play & niceties, and then occasionally some days evolve into me getting ticked off. It’s…