Is that how the saying goes? Terrible two's? We are in the terrible ten's. Ten months. Charlotte decided last night to wake us up not once or twice but three times in the middle of the night. Today she decided she wanted to eat lunch by throwing it on the floor. Later on she decided the cabinets in the kitchen looked better with her in them instead of pots and pans. We are chaulking it up to a bad day. We have all had them...so why can't a baby just have a plain old bad day?
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