So I’ve been trying to set up playdates for Tornado E, so that he doesn’t maul children and get into their faces when they just want him to take a step back and give them a little breathing room. Last week I succeeded in securing a meeting at a park with a mother of the twins Tornado E likes so much. When I told Tornado E he had to get ready to go to the park and meet his friends, he let out a high pitch squeal, which probably took off a year of my hearing, and ran off to get ready.
My question is: When did my four-year-old little boy turn into a teenage girl?
February 6, 2010 at 9:12 pm
Turn off Jonas Brothers.
February 7, 2010 at 6:50 am
Well, at least he got some of that energy out.
February 9, 2010 at 1:56 pm
jc~ I heart you.
ck~ Yup, though he’s like solar energy. There’s no way it runs out.