This morning we were reading books. When I told Gabe that I was done reading he threw a HUGE fit. He got so upset that in the end he yelled at me, "I'm tired of you messing up my life!"
I thought that he was 3. Aren't they suppose to be at least 13 before they start telling you this kind of stuff?
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Wow. Let's hope he's getting it out of his system now. Uh, let's hope. Maybe I won't be moving to Boise in the next 10 years.
that is really funny! Natalie told me the other day that she wanted a new mommy because she didn't like me any more! Oh the teenage years we have to look forward to!
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