Three and a half just sucks

The whining.
The fighting.
The attitude.
The buts.
The WHYS.
The constant pushing of limits.
The ifs and the ands.
The lack of eating.
The eating everything in sight. (yeah, can you believe I am complaining about eating?)
The crying jags.
The defiance.

of course...all of that is quickly followed by

Cuteness.
Laughter and giggle fits.
Cuddles.
An amazing conversation.
Singing and dancing.
Hugs.
Kisses.
"Mommy I love you *This* much.

Three and a half is a little like living with Jekyll and Hyde. (times two)