Oh yeah. I certainly had no clue; I make it up as I go along.

And I don't know what it was with Cliff, but I will say there are little moments all throughout parenthood that make up for the headaches. My boy was absolutely horrid today; then he looked at me during dinner and said, "You look really pretty today. Can I hug you?" And yesterday he held up a yellow chicken-shaped cookie and said, "Look, Mom! I'm a chick magnet!"

These are the moments that make up for the times I restrain my urge to strangle. They will come, hon. And hopefully they were there with Cliff as well.