Almost four

Tough week. He looks perfectly calm here, but this week he has disrupted naptime at preschool, peed himself on purpose, taken down an entire produce aisle at the co-op, thrown an oven mitt in my soup (it splashed all over me -- and yes, Beth, the mitt was one of yours), and been defiant nearly every way a little boy can be. It's different than when he was a toddler and would throw an occassional tantrum. These days it feels more like he's on a deliberate, personal mission to push us to the brink of insanity.