We have a problem.
The Don't-Want-Do-Want Monster has moved in and looks to be making himself pretty damn comfortable here. You know the story - tired 2 year old who doesn't quite have the communication skill to verbally express what it is he needs to get back on track.
Would you like a cuddle? "Noooooooooo"
Would you like a mandarin or would you like an apple? "Nooooooooo"
Put both away. "wait! wait!". Would you like a madarin? "noooooooo". Put it away "wait, wait". And so on and so on.
I have actually just asked him if he'd like a chocolate biscuit and he's shrieked as if I'd suggested that I was about to force feed him engine oil.
So if you happen to see us out and about, one screaming 2 year old and one frazzled mother repeating under her breath "it's just a phase, it's just a phase" feel free to point and laugh.