Not that there isn't usually a reason, but Zoe has perfected the temper-tantrum, bringing it to new levels of drama. Yesterday, we went shopping, I bought her some new markers (the wonder-color ones that only draw on special paper) and a new coloring book.. we made two other stops.. On the way back, she played with a new Dora book that her dad bought her.. we left it in the car, we got in the house she said, "I need the Dora book".. well I got the one her dad bought her.. she literally through a fit.. throwing her shoes, jacket, books, anything she could find... screaming no, no, no. I carried her upstairs, but her on my bed while I stopped at the restroom, still screaming.. she threw herself off the bed onto the floor... I couldn't get her to tell me what was wrong.. we finally ended up going downstairs and she finally said, not that one, the other book.. and I rememberded the coloring book I bought. Ugh.. it was my fault.
something similar happened this morning when I ate a chocolate chip that fell off her banana-chocolate chip muffins (we made them yesterday).
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