Today my son, you drove us nuts. Daddy swooped you off to bed in a huff, he doesnt cope well with you sometimes in the hour he is home from work. I wanted to sell you on ebay, at least make a little something for my trouble. You are a tough kid.
I was thinking it was a GOOD idea to take you to gather rocks along the gravel road near our apartment, I was WRONG.
You would not come when I asked you to, you would not leave the poor tulips in the garden alone, you would not stay out of the puddles, you would not stop screaming when I insisted we leave, you would not pander, you would not stop throwing stones, you would not, could not.
I know that there will be a time very soon when I will miss your funny things, your grubby handprints everywhere, your books and toys on the floor, your quilt being carried everywhere, your toy cupboard spilling out, your insistance at me putting the seagull puppet on my hand to pretend to gobble everything.
But right now, you are driving me NUTS!
and even through all of that, we love you to bits.
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