My son, whom I love dearly, refuses to sleep. It is after two in the morning and he is STILL awake. And not the quiet, snuggled up with mommy awake either. It's the screaming, hollering, crying whenever you put him to bed awake. The one that you just can't ignore.

I have a feeling that the next year of my son's life is going to be very interesting. I'm about to catch all of the "terrible two" stuff my daughter never did.

Stay Tuned.

1 comment:

knightjorge said...

Poor you! I feel for you, I really do. I hope the next year just flies by at the speed of light! (And that goes for the added bonus of the writing of the book too. :D)