I was once told that the odd years were full of tears. I’m beginning to believe it. My poor Ricky struggles to control his emotions many days. Tonight, he had a disagreement over a toy and started to cry. When my mom asked him why he was crying, Ricky answered through a screwed up red face and big ole tears, “I don’t know!”
Sadly, we all started laughing because it was just too funny. Poor boy!