Hello peeps!
It would seem T has officially hit the "terrible twos". I was at the end of my rope the other day (it's really short at the moment) and asked my mom, "How long does this
LAST? *sniffle* Is this even
NORMAL? *sniffle sniffle*." I was hoping a sort of "light at the end of the tunnel" would help me deal with the fact that my toddler now turns into a whining, sniffling, screaming monster whenever things aren't exactly as he thinks they should be.
You know what she said? She said, "How old is your brother?"
... the eldest just turned 21 ...
Goodbye light. Goodbye tunnel.
GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD.
It started me thinking about other ways toddlers and teenagers are alike ...