The terrible threes are here. On Saturday, Morgan asked for a drink while I was talking to my step mom on the phone. I poured a glass of water and handed it to him. He insisted that he didn’t want water and told me that he needed juice. I told him to drink the water and kept talking. He marched over to the counter and turned his cup upside down. You have no idea how far 2 inches of water can travel on granite….it was everywhere. What a stubborn little turkey!