What a difference having a boy is after two girls.
He's constantly knocking this down, throwing things, climbing up on things. What happened to my sweet baby karl?
Like an idiot I gave him a snowglobe to look at. In a matter of a moment, he spiked it down on the hardwood floor to where it bursted into a bajillion glass and glitter pieces.
He's just non-stop. I wonder if this truly is boys vs girls.