This morning my youngest decided to tantrum over the fact that he couldn't have candy for breakfast. He laid on the floor, kicked his feet, hit me, and screamed until I carried him up to his crib for a time out. He continued to scream for another 5 minutes until I went up and asked him if he was ready to stop. "yes. Sorry Mommy'. Okay....we come downstairs and I proceed to tell him that it's time to get ready to bring oldest to school. "Me school. Me go school". I explain to him, like I do every morning, that he will go to school when he is 3 and now oldest goes to school. "NO! ME SCHOOL". Here we go again....on the floor, hands clenched, kicking, screaming.
I look at the clock...it's only 830AM.
I love the age of two.
I look at the clock...it's only 830AM.
I love the age of two.
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