Goodbye terrible twos
I'm not sure if there's such a thing for my son, Declan. Maybe terrible 14 - 24 months. Not like my daughter who really had the terrible twos and it was day and night just months before she turned 3. For Declan, all I can say is that he's a Boy! A destructive, wrestling boy who loves punching me and Michael and rough-housing.
He is 3 now, yet he still very much acts as my baby. I guess I am not complaining since he is my last one.
Although, with all the time, money, and passion I have spent, I should say I do have a third child. His name is Canon ;-)
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