Mr. Mailbox Head

Sometimes my battles with Liam are so confounding, I feel like I'm dealing with a teenager. And sometimes he can push all of my buttons just right and I think I'm dealing with an adult.

And tonight he pulled his blue tee shirt up over his head and said,

I'm Mr. Mailbox Head! Feed me a letter!

And we both giggled and I put pretend mail in his mouth and everything was right in the world.

Goodnight