As much as I love my son, adore my son, am in awe of my son....HE'S ON MY LAST NERVE!!! Forget the Terrible Twos - this kid is kickin' it in high gear and has done headed into the Thickheaded Threes.
What happened to my sweet little boy who was always ready to give a squeeze and kiss to anyone? What happened to my well-mannered, thoughtfull little angel who was content and happy with everything mom did? All I've been able to come up with so far is that some alien lifeform invaded his soul in the middle of the night.
"Please" and "Thank You" have been replaced with "Get me that now" and "No, I don't want that one". Obedience has been replaced with mimicking. Quiet smiles have been replaced with screaming and spitting. HELP!!!
My only saving grace at this moment is that "Damien" will be starting preschool in September. Well, that is, if I am able to get him completely potty-trained by then (poopies included). I'm sure he won't last more than a day or two once he is in preschool before I get a call from them. You see, my "perfect" little boy's favorite phrase is "God damnit". I don't think this is going to go over too well in a Christian preschool. I imagine it going something like this..."Class, this is Logan. Logan, can you say hi to everyone?" "Hi. I'm Wiggin James Kirby, God damnit!" "Ms. Adair, this is Three Rivers Christian School calling in regard to your son Logan..."
Lord please take mercy on my soul and help me make it through this "phase" in one piece with all hair intact.
In closing, if you ever pass by the local Wal-Mart and see a cute little blonde boy with horns sprouting from his head and a forked tail holding a "Free To A Good Home" sign, please be kind to him!!!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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I've always said, whoever coined the phrase "Terrible Two's" didn't have a three year old! Hang in there cousin. It gets better after 5!
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