Nothing like your four year old getting a black eye. You take him out in public and it is the
first thing he shows everyone. Half the
people make eye contact with you and with a look of total compassion say, “Oh,
we have boys too.” The other half won’t
look you in the face and ask, “so how did that happen again?” It is
especially fun when I have him in the store, I am clearly getting frustrated
because he is not listening, and he yells out “Mommy you are being a meany
again.” I keep waiting for the doorbell
to ring and the county child protection people to walk in.
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