I can now say--with some confidence--that we've entered that dreaded time that parents everywhere fear: the terrible twos. Perhaps it was the panicked way the little girls next door abandoned their trampoline. Those screams from the Copeland household couldn't be human. Perhaps it was the desperate look in the Poodle's eye as she hid under the table, her hair matted with bits of rice and salad dressing. Whatever it was, we have to face facts: we're parents to little hellian otherwise known as a toddler.
