A BATTLE OF WILLS

You know......."You will stop throwing that fit Luke. You will stop trying to hit me Luke. You will stop telling me NO Luke."...... So, he throws the most gigantical fit and he gets put in his bed. He is screaming and yelling and telling me NO over and over and over again. I put him in his bed and tell him (surprisingly enough I was dead calm) that he'll stay there until he settles down. I turn on the light and close the door behind me. I had no more sat down in my chair for dinner and I hear this awful banging noise. Alan jumps up to see what was going on.

**LUKE WAS OUT OF HIS BED, BANGING ON THE DOOR AS HE WAS OPENING IT!!!!!**

Hello, Babies R Us, we'll take one crib tent to go please!! UGH UGH UGH!!! He's gonna be the death of me!! I'm gonna buy Christina a new house with my "HAIR COLORING" payments!!