Not much happening

There has been a lot about Leo's tantrums lately, but, unfortunately, that seems to be what my life is all about right now.
Yesterday I had to carry him, kicking and screaming, out of two shops, under my left arm whilst holding shopping-bags in my right hand. I have become one of those mother's.
To add to that, I am sure my next-door neighbors think I beat him, how else could they explain his high-pitched screams when it's bed-time?

The terrible two's is a horrible, horrible period, and I wouldn't want my worst enemy to suffer it.