Anyone, ANYONE, who thinks that 2 is the miserable age for kids, has not met a 3 year old. I think Sam shifted into enfant terrible mode the day he turned 3. He's discovered tantrums, yelling, crying, shrieking and great anger in the last few months. Do you remember when he was so, so sweet? Sigh.
It's a good thing I have a few cute photos, so that I can look at them and remember that 3, like everything else, is just a phase. A loud, cranky phase.
Such a tyrant. Give me strength...
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Wednesday, April 13, 2011
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