Boy, does he have me wrapped around his finger.
Last night, he was full of piss and vinegar. Every night before bed, he goes on the potty. Last night, I left the room for a few minutes and when I came back he had pulled almost all the paper off the roll and had stuffed it in the toilet and/or decorated the floor. As I was trying to clean things up, he started knocking things off the counter.
I was losing my cool when he gave me a giant hug and said "I love you, Mommy". What are you going to do? He's my little porcupine.