November 27, 2010


I do NOT understand my son. He is just so....much. He can be an absolute joy one second, and a shrieking banshee the next. We can all be happily sitting down to a show together one minute, and then out of no where he'll chuck a toy at Raegans head. Not for any particular reason, it's like he gets bored and wants to spice things up. I'm totally at a loss.

1 comment:

The Writer said...

That is the phenomenon we like to call "boy". Best become used to it.