With no nap under her belt and a dinner with Theresa ahead of her, BG was in rare form. She took about a 15 minute nap in the car on the way to the restaurant -- which I'm afraid only stirred up her emotionally ballistic side. 7 tantrums, a few evil looks toward the couple staring at her, a walk out to Theresa's car to get an enormously monstrous Thomas coloring book (Thank you for that T!), and a crying session over bonking her head on the table because she threw her crayon down later... she gave me a hug and this heartfelt apology:
"Mama, I'm sorry for being a maniac."
That made my heart melt and it all better :)
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