Not Delicious
Tuesday, September 29th, 2009My girls were fighting about something this morning. It doesn’t happen very often. Usually, they get along great.
Today, however, Ferris was particularly frustrated with Evan, so she bit her. When you’re 18 months old, that’s just how you say, “I don’t like what you’re doing and you’re just not getting it,” right?
Evan squealed and then [...]