Two sided

Finn turns one on Friday (gaaaaaaaaaahhh!) and I keep trying to write his one year post and I am struggling. Not just through the tears of remembering what a year ago meant, what we went through in those crazy days, but because I can't land on a direction. The post is jumbled right now, a mix of sweet and sappy with some sarcasm and funny thrown in....mainly because those are the two sides of Finn.
He can be incredibly sweet, cuddling and giving kisses, but looks are deceiving because between those kisses are black eyes (he gave me one sunday!) and mainly, as I've said many times on Facebook, he is a stinky little terror. He is such a trouble maker, I cannot even begin to explain.

I know that one day, when he reads my sweet and sappy one year post, he's going to roll his eyes and be all "M-OM". A big part of me wants to write about his little devilish antics, so that when he reads it later he'll throw a fist up in the air and be all "Hell, yes! I was a little shit!"

.....and then I'll be able to laugh, just like my parents did, and say "Just wait until you have kids, my love. JUST YOU WAIT."