I do love my boys. And I believe that they usually love me too. Although it is hard to fathom when Aidan is telling me that I am the worst Dad in the world and that he "hates me." Then 5 minutes later he'll be hugging me and begging me to play with him. I appreciate his mood swings. They keep me on my toes. Liam also started having mini-temper tantrums. He'll go to hit whatever with the open palm of his hand and try to bite with his lovely six teeth. He'll also be cuddling with you 5 minutes later so I'm not too worried about either of them. I'm amazed that I have sons to raise and hope and pray that I'll do alright at it. I'm pretty lucky though in that I have a guiding voice (my wife) who hesitates not to point out what I can do better. Thanks Hun!
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