Just to set up the next few posts....They say to watch out for the terrible twos, but the formidable fours have just crept in to rock our household. This week has been fraught with whining, yelling, tears, and J has done his fare share of the aforementioned as well. As my mother reminded me, be sure to remember these stories when he is at his worst. Fortunately for me, he still manages to say the funniest things when he's at his worst.
In the middle of an hour long battle on cleaning up his toys, J takes a deep breath and shows a moment of calm.
J: Mom, I've had such a hard day today. I think its making me have a hard attack.
Me: You mean a heart attack, like your heart hurts cause you've not been very nice?
J: No, a HARD attack, cause its hard to stop.
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