Please let baby #2 be calmer

Today is one of those days where I'm really questioning why I thought it was a good idea to have a second child.  No, you cannot put your toes in your mouth after being outside barefoot in the garden.  No, you cannot put a worm on your plate during the church ladies' tea.  No, you cannot "go up [my] butt hole and join the baby in my uterus so [you] can be twins."  I'm too pregnant for these shenanigans.