three beans

i know you won't believe me...

do we all have a visual of my sweet baby just weeks ago? there's a reason he was made so cute. it's to deceive us into thinking that a child with such a sweet, innocent face could never utter the words, "get out of my room mommy. i'm sleeping." and that a child this amazingly sweet and docile would never burst into tears because his toast was cut into the shape of a "T" and he wanted a number (even though he said "T"). and that a child this sweet and resilient would never scream at the top of his lungs in the car because the chair in front of him wasn't in the perfect position for his muddy shoes to rest on, and i changed the channel of the song he was listening to, and changed it back but it suddenly was the wrong song ("no...not that song." said in a whiny voice), and HORRORS...i can't reach lightning mcqueen on the opposite end of the car while i'm driving. remember that boy i fondly wrote about just days ago? WELL HE'S THREE NOW. AND THREE IS AWESOME, RIGHT?! AND SO CUTE!? THANKS FOR THAT WAKE UP CALL when i had been lulled into parental bliss with the twos. I WILL NOW TRY TO REMEMBER HOW TO WALK ON EGG SHELLS AND RETRAIN MYSELF TO TALK TO A THREE YEAR OLD. I AM CLEARLY OUT OF PRACTICE. but he is so darn cute!