My Two and a Half Year Old is My Kobayashi Maru

Hes starting to become much more... strong willed. 

Hes a runner now. He runs away a lot.

Counting to three isn't a sure thing anymore.

I'm so tired. All the time I'm just so tired.

And then he comes to me and touches my face. He tells me "I love you so much." He holds my hand in the car and begs me to lay down with him at bedtime. 

I'm in a perpetual state of transition from frustration and adoration. 

He is my unbeatable test.