It's a Hard Knock Life

The irony is not lost on Dean and I that our little brute of a man, the same boy who got in trouble tonight for spitting, hitting his brother in the head with a toy hammer, breaking the handle off the refrigerator door (again), and just overall being a terror, started singing songs in the bathtub this evening that sounded vaguely familiar and whose origin became crystal clear when he squeaked in his sweet little raspy drawl "we love you miss hanigan!" How many 2-year-old boys do you know whose favorite movie is Annie? We love you Joe Bug. What a weird little dude you are!