So yesterday, in the middle of many toddler meltdown, make-up dumped out, chocolate chips spilt and eaten, counters climbed, vitamin C eaten like candy, the highchair being pushed to whatever he wanted 50 times, it was then I realized that I was totally tricked! Fisher was the sweetest, most quiet, happy, get into nothing little boy. And in a matter of ONE DAY, he is a MONSTER! That is the only word to accurately describe the little guy! He has octopus arms I swear!
He was my quiet never say a word child, and now he screams all the time out of no where! How is it that we forget from one child to the next?? I am really afraid because Graham is the same as Fisher was as a baby. Can I survive another one??? Thank goodness he is sweet and loving too!
I just remind myself that the Lord will never give me more then I can handle!