Let me give you younger folks a bit of advice.
When you see pictures of newborns and how squishy and adorable they are, I know it makes you want to have one.
The tiny fingers and toes.
The baby smells.
The silky soft hair.
It all sounds so tempting and perfect.
These adorable little creatures eventually grow up.
To the age of 2 years 11 months.
This, my friends, is the age when you wish you could send them back to the Heavenly place they came from.
This is the age when you wish you could send them to SuperNanny for awhile and have her send them back as well behaved, non moody young Angels.
I think I am living in Almost 3 Year Old Tantrum Throwing, Screaming, Screeching, Demanding Cookies for Breakfast, No Napping Hell.It is a scary, scary place.
I hope I make it out alive.
5 comments:
Girl, I hear ya! I HATE the age of three. It totally sucks.
I don't know where the term "terrible twos" came from. It is definitely the three's that made me want to move out of my home and leave my children behind.
You have my thoughts and sympathies during this most difficult, difficult time.
So glad I'm not alone! I'll say hi next time I see you there... LOL. Yes, they quickly go from that all too cute state to that hard-headed, I want to do it my way and in my own time, screaming banshee. But at the end of the day, when I go tuck in my little girl, she still looks like an angel.
I have been to that dark land and it is not pretty.
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