Lincoln is currently going through a "Make mom crazy" stage. He wants to climb all over me, talk as loud as he can right in my ear and cry over the silliest things.
For example, I told him it was Aunt Shelly's birthday tomorrow. He wanted to go and get cake at her house right then. I told him we couldn't and he cried forever.
He doesn't want to brush his teeth, doesn't want to eat, doesn't want to do anything I want him to do, just because I asked him to. And telling him he has to be good for Santa, has absolutely no effect. :(
I know this video is long, but I think it shows exactly how wiggly and crazy he is.
So I know it's rough being a 3yr old and I'm trying to understand his point of view. I think this picture helped. I can't imagine going potty with my feet 12 inches off the ground.