I think it is official: my sweet baby Noah is history. In his place I have an independent and extremely goofy toddler, with a strong need to be mischievous. We call him the Wo-wa Monster.
Today I was doing dishes. Not ten feet away from me, Noah managed to get a red marker and color all over himself and the couch.
The damage.
Caught.
More damage.
What being told ‘No” does to the Wo-wa monster.
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