Crankenstein

It's no secret that Cole has been a bit of a... pill... lately. (And that's putting it mildly.)  Some days are good. Some days are bad. Some days are really, really bad. I'll give the kid this: he is persistent. If only we could harness his super powers for good rather than evil...

But I'm trying to learn patience, trying to remember that this is a phase and it won't last forever. (It can't possibly last forever, right?!)

My friend Deidra introduced us to a kid's book called Crankenstein. I quickly ordered it and am saving it for our drive out to UT in a couple of weeks. But I've been secretly reading it and giggling over the cranky little main character, who turns into a cranky monster and growls and harrumphs so much like Cole that it's uncanny. So now I've taken to referring to Cole as Crankenstein in my head. It makes his extreme crankiness a little easier to deal with.

This is a picture of my little Crankenstein that I accidentally took yesterday. I was trying to take one of Tess when he decided to get in on the action. We laughed over it, but then had a huge fight because I wouldn't let him use my phone to take pictures. (He is notorious for getting essily frustrated with stuff and then throwing that stuff. Especially small electronics. We were standing on concrete close to a pool. This was not going to happen.)

Crankenstein growled the whole way home.

I worked on my patience.

This is just a phase....