And that test only covers through toddler-hood, though funny and accurate. (love the goat in the grocery store!)
Forgetting that past that there is....
Having to get him up in the morning for school. It requires flipping the mattress with him on it.
Getting him dressed. The current arguement is the requirement to properly wear a belt because he will get laughed out of school when his pants fall down.
And this isn't even touching on the great shower debates that occur!
Eating. Oh god! It takes precious time away from tv, games, outdoors, legos, drawing, picking his nose...who knows? The idea of sitting down and actually consuming a meal with the family is approached as some form of medieval torture.
The convenient statement of "I don't know" If I never hear these words again, I will die a happy women.
I was once told that after infancy it gets easier. They are more independent (it's a ruse!)
and able to communicate, which means they can argue, scream, and tell you off. Great!
I really miss the days that I could put Noah down and come back and he would still be in the same place. Of course, that was 8 years ago.
But, on the flip side, nothing replaces when he runs up to me (especially in front of his friends) and wraps his arms around my waist, kisses me and tells me he loves me. That is what makes it all worth it!
And, my son is 8 1/2. I am still not ready to be a parent!