Kitty has been in the worst mood ever this week. She throws a huge screaming, sobbing, laying on the ground, boogers flying tantrum at least once a day. Usually more often than that, I am sorry to admit.
Today’s was over taking a picture. Yesterday’s was over a juice box. On Friday, she didn’t want to put on a new pair of pajamas her grandma had bought her. So, this picture is perfect. It absolutely captures our life at the moment. (And The Boy’s expression makes me giggle. It is so, “How did I get stuck in this house full of moody females?”)