New word in our house: NO
My sweet, mommy-loving boy had an exorcist-level meltdown. NO to EVERYTHING. In this moment he insisted on wearing my sunnies, wanted me to stop his popsicle from melting so quickly & needed a paw patrol bandaid for a nonexistent injury (he’s bandaid obsessed) #sendwine
Then Jocey got in on the fun and hurled some garlic bread at me during supper. Who are these kids? They must belong to someone else?
Apparently it’s a full moon coming. I think I’ll just hide for the next few days.