Dear Tess,
The next time you decide to throw a 30 minute tantrum, I'm taping the whole thing and showing it at your rehearsal dinner. You've been warned.
Love,
Dad
Friday, April 22, 2011
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2 comments:
over what, pray tell, was this 30-minute tantrum? it must have been something good, right?
It started off that she wanted to be held by Mom and only Mom, but Mom was cooking dinner and was busy and couldn't pick her up. It then morphed into something else entirely. She wasn't in pain and nothing was *really* wrong so we let her scream it out while we ate dinner, mostly ignoring it until she calmed down and became rational again.
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