Little Caillou, isn't so little anymore. In just a couple of weeks we will be celebrating his 3rd birthday. He is very excited this year about his birthday. He knows the Happy Birthday song, he knows there will be cake, and a present or two, and he understands that " Thanksgiving comes first, and then my birthday party Yay!" He has grown so much in this past year. His talking skills have amazed me. He holds conversations with me, he tell me funny stories, and he knows so many big words. I love what a wonderful time this is in his life, and how open he is to learning new things and having new adventures. Yet, I long for the days when he was little. When I could just snuggle him in my arms all day long, and he was a good boy all the time! I really can't stand the defiant phase he is going through. I am exhausted at the end of the day from all the time outs, biting, toy throwing, who is the boss battles, and naughty doings. I long for a peaceful day with him, the way it was when he was little. But I cannot turn back the clock. I just have to do my best each day, try to be patient, and keep encouraging him to choose good behavior. And try to stop mutterning bad words under my breath when I am exasperated, because this kid is a parrot!