HF: You know, if I was stranded on a desert island, and had only one person with me, I’d want it to be you… Me:… 🙂 HF: Because I’d want you to suffer too, HARHAR!
I must have the only two year old in the world who can cry so long and so hard that he gives himself a nosebleed. Or starts hyperventilating. Anyone else have anything similar?
Prepping Khalid for bed= pajamas, diaper change, warm milk. Prepping me= cup of coffee and two extra-strength aspirin. 12:40 am, and the bedtime battle is well underway.