"A portrait of Atticus, once a week, every week, in 2014."
We've had our share of meltdowns lately. I don't know if there is an emotional shift happening as we approach the 3 year mark, but sometimes it feels like all we do all day long is negotiate and re-negotiate and make deals and then decide we never wanted to do said thing in the first place!
Also, below is how Atti presents me with a flower. First he picks it, then he individually rips off every single petal and then presents me with the very best part of the flower - the middle bit - his face beaming with pride and joy. Funny boy.