negotiating with the hostiles one sippy cup at a time
Cold Front Moving In!
Batten down the hatches! The terrible twos are on their way- swirling in at an alarming rate! The eye of the storm is near! This was more than apparent after today's sacrament meeting. The Bunny in particular will go postal for no apparent reason... we offer every toy we have, and still she ends up on the floor kicking and screaming. Oh joy.