I can not believe there isn't more. From all the yelling and screaming and punching and not listening, I thought I'd have more gray hair by now. But surprisingly enough, my true color is standing tough.
Savannah,
You're getting big. And talking so much more. But you don't listen. Well, perhaps sometimes you do. I've been told that kids at the two and a half range are difficult. Could also be that "terrible two" stage that I've been experiencing. At times though, I just want to pull my hair out with you. I really don't want to be the bad guy, but at times, I just have no choice.
On the bright side, I do enjoy how you ask for me to sit next to you when you do behave and are allowed to watch a movie. And how you snuggle up close to me and fall asleep. At times, you are adorable. Here's to hoping that there's more of that coming as opposed to the cranky little girl that I've been dealing with a lot lately.
Love Daddy
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