He's almost three and the treacherous threes have begun. He's dramatic, throwing more tantrums, becoming quite opinionated, bossy, mouthy...yep...that about sums it up. I had forgotten how much I dislike this stage. It was hard age for Ian, but, I think it's going to be worse with Drew. He's such a smart little guy and he knows what pushes my buttons and when he's in one of his little moods....he pushes away.
OK...as I'm posting this he came in with a book and proceeded to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star to me. How sweet.
How can he be so sweet one moment and then a terror the next? Ah...we will survive.