Two

has become a very relevant number in our house recently. It's the number of times Palmer has bitten someone at school PER DAY this week. We are now proficient at filling out incident reports. It's the number of teeth that you have coming in right now. It's the average number of times we get up with you in the middle of the night because you are a horrible teether and need comfort. It's the number of times your sister has thrown a screaming fit in a busy public place in the past 18 hours.

And I'm hoping it's the number of hours I will get to sleep while you both nap today. You two are wearing me out!