Today Noah pretty much decided he does not like anyone or anything. He did his best impersonation of a psychotic, pubescent teenage girl with raging hormone issues.
He acted like a fool all day. A really crabby fool. He could not be reasoned with.
It is now 6:34 and we have officially turned the parenting over to Hope. She seems happy with her assignment to be Noah's mom. I hope she puts him to bed soon!
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What does this have to do with Haiti?
It happened in Haiti, didn't it?
Tomorrow has GOT to be better. The kid is lucky we love him so much. ;)