And, call me a bad mom, but I couldn't help but snap a few photos of her "in action" today. Oh, it was bad. I guess I just want to make sure I photograph the good, the bad, and the ugly. Mission accomplished.
Can you tell how mad her face is? Her blood shot eyes from screaming? How about the tomato colored face? I even think her scalp was turning red. Why the tantrum (or one of them today) - because it was time to go inside and get ready for lunch and naptime. The Iron Chef and I purchased a new swing for her and we had been outside ALL MORNING LONG. Apparently she didn't think it was long enough.
Let's hope this phase is short and sweet. :)






















