Third day...rough day...

This morning she declared she didn't want to go to school and didn't want to see ANY of her friends. She didn't give any reason but she did say she HATED being the last kid to be picked up.

She didn't want to eat breakfast. You don't get out of the house without eating something for breakfast. So there were battles over finishing her banana (her choice of fruit for breakfast).

At school she didn't want to get out of the car. Then she wanted nothing to do with me. But when she finally got inside she threw a fit and wouldn't let go of me begging me to stay.

I don't know what was up...something but I'm not sure.







Yeah, not out finest morning. I'll blame not finishing breakfast.

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