Joseph is 4, going on 14. Let me clarify...he's 4 going on 14-year-old teenage girl. Case in point...
"Joseph, baby," I say mildly while getting ready for work, "please finish your breakfast."
"You don't like me!"
"What?"
"You don't like me, Mommy!" Joseph jumps down from his chair and stands in front of me, his hands on his hips, chin poked out
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They he would get sent to his room to tell his favorite stuff animal, " I hate you sharkie."
hahahahahha.
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