being 4

being 4, in general, is tough. i think being 4 is probably like having bipolar disorder....incredible highs and lows. i mean on the one hand, you're running wild and free in your backyard, going up the slide the wrong way, and swinging as high as you're little legs will pump you to go on your swing.

then your mom asks you to *do* something. something evil and horrible like wash your hands and come in for dinner. it's only understandle that when you're 4 you would scream and yell and argue and disobey. and then when you do those aforementioned things, you get in trouble. like big time troubles, especially when you come running inside and try to slam the slider (but of course can't because the dang thing weighs to much!) and then even more trouble when you walk up and try to push your mom. that sucks because that's BIG TIME trouble (trouble like dad stepping in and saying in a loud booming voice DON'T YOU EVER LAY A HAND ON YOUR MOTHER!) it's understandable though because being 4 is tough. the higs and lows would get even a normal 31 year old mother down.

thankfully when you're 4, you're still cute :D