Anytime Big T does something naughty, he’ll look up at me, smile, and ask “Is it funny?” Oh, it infuriates me. It is not funny. Nope. Not even a little bit. Jumping off the dining chairs isn’t funny. Neither is unrolling the toilet paper. Nor is pulling your baby brother by his legs.

This is just one of his phrases I don’t particularly like. Others include:

“I don’t like you”

“I want you to go away”

“I need to take a nap” (you might think: “what’s not to love about this one?” but it almost always is a trick to get out of time-out)

“I don’t want to go to school”

“I don’t need to go potty” (usually he says this when he NEEEDS to go)

“I’m making a mess”

Kids. We¬†wait and wait and wait until they learn to speak…