Oh the plight of the three year old. Poor Miles. Whoever said the two’s were terrible did not know my boys during their 3’s. He has his shining moments of endearment, but this expression shows how the rest of the day goes. It’s a good thing those big brown eyes can melt his mommy’s heart.
Now one on the other hand seems to be a happy age at our house. Mostly smiles and giggles from this little dude.
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