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Oatmeal with a side of Crazy

Posted on Apr 9, 2013 in Motherhood, The Fam

Little dude is part Tasmanian devil. I have been mommy-trained to assume the triple threat position when he starts giving off his crazy cues: his brow furrows and his jaw thrusts forward, clenched.  What’s next is unpredictable but has recently been any combination of shrieking, throwing, running, jumping, climbing and tackling.  Here he is balancing on the seat of Whitney’s horsey, which promptly turned into standing and jumping, which turned into wheels coming out form under him and a little tumble, and then getting right back up again. My oh my. He doesn’t get this from me.



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