Darth B

B's tantrums are quite comical at times, and at other times she shows such tragic emotions.

Yesterday, I had told her "no" several times for something that she was doing... The result...  her stare... then the cry... then wanting to be held... then walking away from me, and coming back with her arms out... then running right past me and throwing her torso and head onto the couch while wailing.  Comical and tragic at the same time.

I can only imagine what she may be like as a teenager.  It will be the end of the world, to her, when she gets grounded, when her friends can't come over to play, when we decide she shouldn't get dessert...

I have a little bit of crazy to look forward too, in her future!