Big's swing set is ALMOST finished. We have about 15 decorative pieces and the swings to hang. Big thinks its good enough. He and his brothers have thought over the slide every night this week that it hasn't been raining. His favorite thing to do is get in the top and yell, " I am the captain! All decks on hand!" I tried to tell him that it was not, "all decks on hand" but instead, "all hands on deck", But he very quickly told me that I was not a pirate and did not know what I was talking about. Okey Dokey.
I have also come to the conclusion that the terrible twos have nothing on the Tasmanian Devil threes. Big gets a spanking on average every 3.2 seconds when he's awake. Hey precious as brothers, he scratches his brothers, he chases his brothers until they fall, he hits his brothers, he still thinks from his brothers, he is just generally mean in every way possible to his brothers. I told him last night to stop being a mean Tasmanian devil, and he replied "I'm not the devil, or a real boy!"
Yes, that he is.
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