The Terribles






Oh, how I dread the terrible twos.  My dear, sweet, and precious Son #1 turned into a purple people eater during that time period.  Eventually, he did emerge from the terrible twos and transformed back into my loving oldest son.  Now, Son #2 is on the brink of this stage.  Will we make it through to the end?  Will we be mortified by the predicaments that arise?  Will we board ourselves up in our house for a year?  Only time will tell.

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