It's funny how one's mood can be totally dependent on a 3 year olds mood. I am generally a very happy person, but man, dealing with the Terrible 3's, (which by the way, the Terrible 2's has NOTHING on the Terrible 3's) is kicking my butt. But as fast as this little man can turn sassy, he can turn right back into the sweet and sensitive little boy who I LOVE to bits and peices. I found myself almost giddy (I think I even whistled and skipped spontaneously and had like 3 dance parties) this weekend. Simply because this 3 year old was as sweet as sugar and pooping in the potty. I have simple needs really. Simple needs.
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