Bad morning this morning. Very bad. Screaming, stomping, punching the car door.
No, not me - that was Caitlin.
I turned into Robo-Mom with the Rictus Grin.
It was bad. All because she wouldn't button her own pants or ask for help doing so. I couldn't make this stuff up if I wanted to!
Anyway, I'm heading out to Canada tomorrow morning with no way of posting here, so hang tight and maybe I'll have more stories when I return. I still owe you more Kansas stories, too.