The Good:
He can dress himself
The Ugly:
It sometimes looks like this:
The Good:
He's figured out how to defend himself against big brothers
The Bad:
It usually involves biting, which this week turned into a doctor's visit and an ER trip
The Good:
He can tell me what hurts and how bad
The Bad:
I still can't always make it go away
The Good:
He's mama's shopping companion
The Ugly:
The receipt total - he helps me impulse buy
Picture from here
The Bad:
He still has occasional nighttime accidents
The Good:
After cleanup, he can climb in bed with me to cuddle
The Good:
This age doesn't last forever
The Bad:
This age doesn't last forever
