I tend to have a lot of bad mornings. See, I do not like to get ready and throw fits while putting on clothes (too tight, too loose, too soft - you get the drift). Yesterday morning I was having a typical bad morning, but this time I even had a fit ab out brushing my teeth. When mommy was buckling me in the car seat she told me that we can not have bad mornings anymore and asked me why I threw a fit with brushing my teeth and went on about how it was not nice. At that point I stopped her (because daddy was coming into the car) and said "let's not talk about that to daddy, okay mom?". I was so very sure of myself in my comment - just like a very big girl. I think mommy told daddy though....
Love,
Kate
xoxo
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