Terrible Twos... okay maybe?

After the triplets were two years old, I posted Terrible Twos, Not So Terrible cause I really was loving two years old.  I told everybody that the hardest age for us was 18 months to two years and that was true until Cody came along.  I was sooo happy when he hit two because that is when communication opens up and when things got easier with the triplets...  oh my...  this boy is gonna wear me out.  He communicates and totally understands what I'm saying...  he just doesn't like what he is hearing.  Let's just say he doesn't roll with the punches well and doesn't like to take no for an answer.  If things don't go his way,  watch out... meltdown!!!  So several times a day I carry him to time out and he sits there screaming, then he will finally walk out and tell me his is all done and he's ready to be a good boy.  I LOVE him sooo much, but whew... he is what they meant with the phrase "terrible twos."

Cody, I can hear him now, "NO Mommy, No!!"