These days, Zachary is without a doubt full of trouble! He served his first couple of time-outs this week for smacking his older brother. He arches his back and screams until he is blue in the face when he doesn't get his way. He still crawls up and stands on our kitchen table and countertops, and when he is sternly corrected, he reaches to hug me and says in his sweetest, buttering-up little voice, "Mama, Mama..." He doesn't seem to learn, after flipping and falling backwards off chairs, that they're not to be danced on. He begs to play outside with the big boys while they ride bikes up and down the sidewalk. And he didn't care too much when one neighbor boy accidentally ran him over. He hops in his little Cozy Coupe, pushes off, and heads straight down the driveway towards the street. My own heart skips a beat as I scream and run after him, just as he reaches the curb. He won't sit patiently in the shopping cart, but stands up a...
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