Mama's Little Traitor!

Chica was such a disgruntled kiddo today. So dissatisfied with everything--playing, running errands, sleeping. Nothing made that girl happy, and NOTHING made her smile (and if you've read this blog for even half a millisecond, you know she's usually a smiling fool).

Naturally, I became a sad sack because she was a sad sack...so together, we were just a disgruntled, off-kilter pair. 

Until...DADDY showed up and my dear daughter (who I'd spent the day loving on, playing with, and basically just totally and completely catering to), looked like this--FOR HIM:

Little traitor.