If kids could skip an entire year and go from one to three, that
would be just fine with me. My younger son is in the throes of the
Two's about now (even though he's four, just doing things on his own
timetable), and it is like living with the Toddler From Hell. At that
point they are all action and will, but little direction. So guess who
bears the brunt of their frustration that Life Isn't What They Thought
It Would be? That's right, you and me. And this is why:
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