Terrible twos? What about terrible threes?
I leaned in to give Baikal a kiss good night and was met by a hand to the face.
"I don't want to be small anymore. I want to be big." Apparently, she has figured out that big people go to bed whenever they want, but children do not. After getting an apology and a time out, I exited quickly before she also figured out that adults eat whatever they want too.
