He's mad but he's mine
I've just finished a 13 hour day with my 3 year old son. He is, without a single doubt, the craziest wee lad on earth. He didn't stop moving in that 13 hours nor did he stop talking.
Most of the moving involved him climbing on me with his super pointy feet, knees and elbows. Most of the talking involved him shouting either demands or random keek I'd say myself.
Today was alot. It was also great.
I hope I remember this day when he's older.