The little dude and I had a bad day. There, I said it.
It's been a jumps out of his crib-wants to be held all day-screams when Mommy works on wedding stuff-escapes from timeout-hits Mommy in the face-acts like an angel when Daddy gets home- kind of day.
It's my blog, I'll tattle if I want to.
I loaded him and his attitude up for an evening trip to the mall. We had to get out of the house or risk a Queen vs. the Little Prince showdown.
As soon as I entered the mall, I found my zen. You know what's soothing? Beautiful black dresses from Black House White Market. I took one look at my lacy dream dress, (at the 'bargain price' of $198), and I felt the stress slide off my shoulders. I tried not to notice that he was not happy with my browsing.
We fell back in love at the end of the shopping trip.
This is the face of a little boy that is developing a will....