

Evan! Evan? Evan. What can I say about this kid right now? 3 and 1/2 is killing me! I love how funny he is nowadays, but I don't love how naughty he is. Did you know that at 3 they officially start talking back? He likes to shout "NO!" "You do it", and my personal favorite "Stop it" while pointing his finger. He likes to tell me that I'm not the boss, he likes to yell at Kate like he is her mom, and he even yells at Paul. Time out is proving to be ineffective. Case in point last Wednesday I called Paul and told him he needed to come home so that his boy will be safe. Let's just say after 4 straight rounds of time out I was looking to other options. In all fairness, he did warn me. He woke up that morning and told me that he wanted to be a 'bad guy'. Turns out he wasn't kidding. Bad he was ALL DAY LONG. It's like my sweet boy has been invaded by the aliens. Evan, one day when you read this, just know that I love you. If I didn't you would never have the opportunity to read this. When my sweet boy re-emerges (please bless you do) you will have one grateful and less stressed mother.












