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It was the best of times?

I'm not sure where April went.  So...let's do a run-through of it before I go on to May.  

Things that occurred in April:
  • We moved back to Burbank!
  • Easter happened.

May it is!  As we've gotten closer to 3 years old, people have been warning us that the 3's are actually worse than the 2's.  We already agree, especially since the last year with Bug has actually been quite easy compared to the 18-24 month period.   Her ability to communicate alleviated a ton of the tantrums.  I wish we could say we could foresee the third year of Bug's life to be just as "easy," however, it's looking quite dim.  We've approached and passed the stage where Bug is not only testing her limits, but utilizing [not so nice] words and phrases appropriately.  We didn't expect this stage for another 10 years!  

Current phrases that seriously push us over the edge:

"You're not my best friend."
"Why do you say that to me?"  (This can occur anytime between 7a.m. - 9p.m. and for reasons unknown to man.)
"Stop saying that." 
"No."  (An all-time favorite to most parents, I'm sure.)

Our patience is low.  Really low.  We're in no way proud of this, but it's the truth lately.  Last week was exhausting and this week (all one day of it so far) hasn't been any better.  I'm not actually sure what's going on, but with Bug, we seem to go in 3-4 month cycles where she's awesome for 3-4 months, then all of a sudden switches gears and is pretty much attitude all day long for the next 3-4 months.  Parenthood is proving to be more difficult as this child learns more words.  Pray for us.  Seriously.  These emotionally and mentally drained parents could use it.

Although we're approaching some tough times as parents, we still manage to get some good times here and there.  In May, Grandma stayed with us for a week and boy did we have some fun!
We went to see Daddy's Grandma Koll's grave for an early Mother's Day visit.
We spent some time with all the Kolls!
We event went to a birthday  party where no tantrums were had!
Mother's Day was fun too!

These are the best times, right?  Soak it in?  I'm soaking it all in-- the attitude, the hugs, the kisses, the need for independence, and the ability to make me love her and drive me nuts all at the same time.  Isn't parenthood awesome?  :)

God Bless,
Kat

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