Conner’s going through this new, less delightful phase. I think it may have something to do with being home all day, no preschool release, but everything apparently deserves a valient NO on his part and a lot of stomping and sometimes even a few tears. Of course, as a return I provide plenty of time outs and mean looks. Frankly, neither of us is winning. OF course, the answer is love and alone time with him and more love, but sometimes I must admit it’s hard to give that love when all I get is mean looks from the “naughty chair” and an occasional “I hate you.” Ahh, the joys of motherhood. Unconditional love at its finest. I love you Conner, mean looks, and all. Let’s all show our love a little more often!