two-year-old

Our oldest son, Tony, is two years and four months old. He has been showing signs of moving into the ‘terrible twos’ for quite some time now. There will be days when nothing can go right for him and then there are days where he is the sweetest boy on Earth. Understandably so, especially since he had to welcome a baby brother into the house this week.

Well, one of the most frustrating things he has started to do lately is respond to almost everything we ask him to do with the following:

“No, I can’t do that anymore.”

This has become his trademark response for everything, and we mean everything. When you tell Tony it is time to eat a meal, you better be prepared to hear his trademark response.