Joey has been quite a handful lately. Potty-training, terrible two's, and the fact that he's just being my kid has meant that he's going to be a handful for a SWAT Team... let alone his parents.
All of this came into perspective this morning when I received an e-mail on Facebook from a guy who used to live down the street from us when I was a little boy.
Here's what that e-mail had to say...
"I remember you well... you threw a desk chair down the stairs at me for sending you to bed when I was babysitting you one time... ah the good ol' days! ha ha"