This morning Daise threw her first proper tantrum. I mean she has thrown plenty of wobblies in her short life but this was something else entirely. In fact it warranted a call to Rob to tell him HIS daughter was beahving like a minx. Arched back, screaming, arms and legs kicking and on the floor. All because we left the park when it clearly wasn’t an appropriate time to do so. Isn’t she too young for this? If this is what we have ahead of us in toddlerhood and worse still, teenage years all I can say is help me sweet baby Jesus (Faaarrrrrk). It must be punishment for all I did as a teenager.
And you would never know from looking at her that we have created the devil. Look at the Price is Right lady in action…don’t be fooled.