Jackson and Baron were arguing in the car the other day non stop over the same thing. I don't even know what it was, but it was one of those "It's blue" "No its red" "No blue!" "No RED!" "BLUE!" "RED!!" type of arguments. The argument was going back and forth just like then, when finally, Baron, (the 2 year old) gave a long, frustrated sigh and says, "I'm done with you Jackson."

I was laughing so hard in the front seat. I am pretty sure I have said that a time or two during a toddler tantrum/power struggle.