Urgh! My head is killing me, and I really want to take my tot, place him in a box, and send him to the Antarctica! He is our "screamer." AHHHH! Take me out of my misery!!! He screams sooooo loud!!! Why is he screaming? Well because I am getting after him for slapping me in the face! He has become this little monster!! He hits, punches, backhands, bites, and pinches. Where in the world did he learn this from? He is not even in school! I am going to keep an eye out and make sure I don't catch him torturing little animals or playing with matches.
The weird thing is how creepy he is about it sometimes. He comes up all sweet looking so you let him get close thinking he might give you a besito (little kiss) then he swings his head back and head butts you!!
Don't get me wrong he is also really sweet and loving. His mean side I will call T-Rex and his sweet side I will call Bean. When Bean is around, he love you and hugs you. He gives you kisses and comes up to you and hugs you, just for no reason at all. When T-Rex is around, all hell breaks loose!
It seems that yet again, the word "no" does not seem to be working in my family. Now I will go cry in the corner in the fetal position rocking back and forth until I can make sense of all this madness!