Last night sleep was optional. Not decided by me of course, but rather by the three year old who seems to dominate our house anymore.
Anyone who ever said terrible twos had never seen torrential threes...
Strong-willed, tantrum-ridden, three year old boys are just at that peak of terror. I cringe every time I have to say no knowing that I am about to be handed my butt by a three year old.
I'm a good mom, so no I don't allow my kids to get away with things, but there is just something about three that you just seem have to ride out, and hope for the best.
So here goes another day with too little sleep, and a lot of chocolate.
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