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Dude, I did not need to see the cover of the vaginal fisting book. WTF?

Welcome to 3. I told it was worse than 2. There's just no cute little moniker like the "Terrible Twos." Thrashing Threes, perhaps? This is why we have wine, and vodka, and beer, and ice cream.


The screaming. Stop the screaming. Of course. Good luck Chee-parents.


It will be interesting to see if her personality is "anal retentive" in about 10 years.

Of course, you'll be dead by then.


My son does the crying and puking thing, too. What's up with that?


I feel for you. My almost 3 year old is also, as you say, "stable as a Mexican space shuttle." That's pretty funny, btw.

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