Dear Terrible Twos,
We get it. You are here, and you are here to stay for a while. We surrender. You win. Now, please give us back our charming, occasionally difficult little boy. The occasionally difficult one.
Thank you,
The Princes
where content is king
Dear Terrible Twos,
We get it. You are here, and you are here to stay for a while. We surrender. You win. Now, please give us back our charming, occasionally difficult little boy. The occasionally difficult one.
Thank you,
The Princes
Our terrible two snuck out of her crib when she was supposedly napping. Daddy found her in the bathroom sink sucking down toothpaste. After making calculations using her weight, poison control said she didn’t have enough to turn to acid in her stomach. She did need to drink milk.
Ugh!
Oh boy. Can’t wait!