I'll admit it. I've been Grumpzilla the past few days, what with the combination of the cold and the lack of sleep. Then I was up for a few hours in the night last night with Natalie, who had an upset stomach. So let's just say that my attitude has been less than stellar.
Leave it to a 3-year-old to hit the nail right on the head. This afternoon Ethan looked at me and said, "Maybe 'morrow you should exercise to get some those fussies out of you."
Ahem. Point taken.
However, this is what happens when said exhausted 3-year-old finally slows down.
Love,
Grumpzilla
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