today is the day i will find mischief when you look away. i will torment my brother, i will dump out your pot of basil, i will pull everything off the grocery store shelf and i will climb out of my strap on the grocery store cart. i will scream at the top of my lungs, i will laugh when you give me the "please be quiet look." today is the day i am learning of another button to push and another hair to pull.
i know you are growing. i know you are learning. god grant me the patience to survive this phase and the serenity to accept this time for what it is, my boys being boys.