Leo gave us a run for our money today. Some of his antics were funny, some were frustrating, and some were downright maddening!

-Clara caught Leo eating something close to dinnertime, she demanded to know what it was.
Leo: its dinner (with a mischievous grin)
Clara: no, we haven't had dinner yet, are you eating a collation?
Leo: no, its dinner (with a glint in his eye)
Clara: WHAT IS LEO EATING MAMA, I Want some too!!!!

-While I was preparing real dinner Leo comes over and asks sweet as pie "What is for desert?" as if he's already eaten dinner. This is how one antagonizes big sisters, bring up old wounds at every opportunity.

-As of late, Leo likes waiting until the last gosh-darned (the nicest way I can put it here) minute to run to the toilet when he has to go. As a result, he's been getting wet pants more often than ever before. The worst part is it is painfully obvious to EVERYONE the the boy needs to pee but, when anyone dares bring it up Leo is in full-denial! Oh, this pushes my buttons. So, today after his SECOND clean pair of underwear I laid out the new way things are gonna work around here. If he pees in his pants again he'll have to wear a diaper because I'm tired of washing pee pee laundry. I also have the right to send him to the bathroom for the rest of the weekend and if he refuses or even argues there will be an immediate consequence. It seems that the hard core attitude has already worked. This evening Leo commented to Marc (after he'd used the facilities) I really don't wanna wear diapers again! YES, score one for mommy!

The latest hairstyle. Leo is sportin' a mohawk these days. He wanted to get a haircut like a hockey player