why do you have to go fishing in the pantry for a snack when I am least able to stop you? And then why do you have to dump all the crackers out of the box? And most annoyingly, WHY do you have to step all over them, and track the crumbs into the carpet before I can clean them up? Oh, and why, why why, do you have to dump a cup of juice on my newly washed floor? And what is this obsession with spitting? and hitting your brother? and hitting me? Why can't you be as neat, careful and well-behaved as your older brother???
(I don't really feel better yet...)
Lisa
Mom to Gator July 2003
And Cha-Cha July 2005
and surprise! twins due 11/07!