Very hormonal.
Very easily aggravated.
Very why-can't-anything-be-easy?-waaaaah.
It was very unbecoming.
I blame it on a lack of sleep due to the womb gymnastics my baking daughter executed all. night. long.
(For the record, I still love that baking ball of energy, despite her overnight antics.)
I think Chica could sense Mama's not-so-great mood and gravitated towards fun Daddy instead. So enjoy these crazy-cute pics of her playing a game of I'm-gonna-lick-your-face with him :) Ha.
And here are a couple cute pics from a birthday party Chica attended today. She did her best to twirl and jump and play just like the big girls. She had a ball. (Even if she refused to wear her Princess dress like the others.)
Happy Cranky Saturday, peeps.
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