Why Boy? Why? Why? Why?
Why did he sleep for nearly four hours on Sunday afternoon for his father (Mummy went out for lunch with friends and NO CHILDREN!) but now I can’t get him to sleep for more than 20 minutes?
Why does he decide to not sleep at the most inopportune times? Like now when I need to be making pizza dough and birthday cake for our guests.
Why does he insist of climbing up on to the little tables and just standing there in triumph?
Why does he always seem to hurt his eyes? He’s currently sporting a cut black eye from a tantrum thrown on top of a cookie cutter – obviously the above photo was taken before the eye incident.
Why is he still so darn adorable even when he is driving me INSANE!
If you are looking for the affirmation poster, scroll down it is in the next post!