"No Daddy!" (followed by some unintelligible Ava speak.)
This morning she woke up in a surly mood. She demanded that I sit with her to watch Franklin. She hit Sophie when she wanted a toy that Sophie was playing with, and she cried when the headphones in the minivan didn't stay on her head. I dropped her off at preschool and she didn't even give me a second look. It was like, "God, just get me to the crayons!"
I totally know what happened. She had a bad dream about KC, it seemed real, and she woke up pissed off at him. It happens to me all the time.
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| Do not mess with me!! |
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