When every light in the house is always on.
When you find dog treats in your pancakes (he'd dumped a handful into the flour bucket and apparently we missed a piece when cleaning it up.)
You're constantly interpreting a foreign language ("Mama, ling long?"= "Mama, sing song?")
No noise isn't a good thing.
You get random hugs and kisses all day, for absolutely no reason.
This has got to be one of the hardest, but one of my favorite ages!
