Terrible Three's
I never understood why people called it the terrible two's....the three's always seemed much worse than two. My 3rd child is no exception. He is the reason for my gray hairs and raised blood pressure. He has scaled counters, cabinets, the outside of the stairs, and flushed his own foot down the toilet (yep, true story). He is volatile with his ear piercing screams and emotional. He has also been the most lovable and snuggly of any child I have met. He has an outrageous sense of humor and laughs just as often and as hard as he cries. He is goofy and super confident. He fills my heart and makes me slow down and enjoy the little things. And good Lord, I LOVE those bucky beaver teeth of his!!!
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