Another difficult week. Jake has been so moody. One minute he is laughing hysterically, the next minute he's melting down about a remote control or some other thing he can't have.
On Saturday, I was checking my email and Jake desperately wanted my attention. He was so mad at me that he came over and bit me on the thigh, leaving a bruise. I was tempted to spank him, but instead verbally scolded him. I've never seen such pathetic little soul. His lip quivered and his eyes filled with tears. He hugged and cuddled with me for about 15 minutes.
On a happier note, Jake loves to say the word 'awesome.' We often say, "Papaw is ____" and he fills in the blank with "awesome." He spontaneously said, "Mommy is awesome. Daddy is awesome." I try to hang on to those warm, fuzzy moments when he is screaming about some button that he wants to push.
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