Three going on fifteen or why my new name is “mooooooom”

Little Miss, 3, 1/2 is back to calling me “mom” instead of “Mama” and saying it like an annoyed and spoiled teenager. “Oh Moooom.” “Mooooom, watch me.” “No, I don’t want that for dinner, Moooom.” It’s seriously like she’s 3 1/2 going on 15 some days. And boy does she have my moodiness tendencies, much to my disappointment. One day last week she made … Read More Three going on fifteen or why my new name is “mooooooom”