Grrr....

I hate 3 year olds.

Especially 3 year olds that won't stop screaming and crying. Because they don't get their way.

OMG. I have to wake up at the butt crack of dawn (That's 9AM) to deal with this whiny, spoiled brat. Mother fucker.

And I just learned the mom is pregnant. I'm not sure what that's gonna mean. I like babies though. They can't talk back and order you around. When they cry is just cause it's the only way they can communicate. But a 3 year old?

I'm not even in the same room as him and he continues to have his tantrum.

All because I didn't make his yogurt right (which is how it started) and because I wouldn't hand him his stuffed animal that was right behind him (which is why it continued).

Maybe he'll shut the fuck up if I put the TV on...

God, this is totally an "other people's children" kinda thing.