This wild, tester of my patience will always own that soft spot in my heart. Even when he throws himself on the floor in a fit over putting on shoes. Wearing shoes in public is over rated anyway.
Middle child syndrome. It’s a thing, y’all. I know it’s real because I am a middle child. Well, I was for 14 years before my parents had more kids. Anyway, being stuck in the middle of 2 children has it’s ups and downs. The downs are bigger, in my opinion, and it’s worse when it’s all the same gender. The firstborn can do all the big kid things and is the chosen one who can do no wrong. The baby is just that, babied and has a way of getting any and everything they want. The middle is, well, stuck in the middle.
This is why I may have a soft spot for this guy.
I don’t have a favorite child, but I feel like he needs my attention just a little bit more than the others. So when he gets a new FabKids outfit in the mail and is ready for his photo shoot “just like mommy”, then we do it!