This funky pattern has resulted in, how shall I phrase it, volatile bouts of energy, giddiness, rebellion, anger, joy...a little hard to put my finger on at any given moment. I am sure this is just a phase, but it is a hard one to nail down. I think he likes his room a little too much, and naptime and bedtime have taken on a new reason to enact playtime...not the room's intention. I am going to have to start removing toys in a systematic manner, so all he will be left with is Nano, Sup, and his Thomas the Train sheets...can't really get into trouble with those, right?

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