I don't know WHAT got into the child yesterday. She screamed for much too big a portion of the day (including about a solid 2 hours there at the end), fought endlessly with her brothers, and slathered herself in wart remover ointment. After she spilled a good chunk of it on my bed, that is. I was wondering what the SMELL was, and why her arm and leg was covered in something sticky white. Good grief, girl.
She also woke up yesterday, handed me her blanket, and told me "WASH". She was right - it was in desperate need of laundering. Later, at nap time, I had forgotten where it was, and asked her. She again told me "WASH". Good memory! She keeps track of that thing like anything. A good mommy to that blanket, she is ;).
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