Life

Two year olds. They are in a class by themselves. Savannah has learned how to use the words to boss everyone around and, frankly, it is getting old. I wonder if I wasn't pregnant if things would be different, or if it is just a two year old thing, I am not sure which it is. I just wish things were different then they are, but since they aren't well, I guess I am having a time of learning to be content. Seems like one just never stops having to repeat that lesson.