I can’t believe my little guy turns 4 today. I keep thinking he’ll outgrow this ornery phase, but I don’t think it’s a phase anymore. He’s headstrong, temperamental, disagreeable, and he bullies older kids on the playground. His hugs are like choke holds and he refers to his kisses as the kiss of death. You even argued with us this morning when we wished you a happy birthday- and by the way, it is your fucking birthday. We love you Sawyer!!! You are the sweetest and most charming little man when it suits you! You have swept me off my feet into an abusive relationship- and I wouldn’t have it any other way! I love you to pieces!!!!
