Perfect fit

I'm on my way to Wildwood for the week, with Mom, Babcia and Dido. As for Dad? He can't take vacation this summer so he's stuck at work. I know he'll really miss me, but on the other hand he might appreciate not having to indulge my latest obsession: watching my home videos. I insist on going to the computer and watching some videos first thing each morning, as well as the last thing at night before I take my bath and get ready for bed. Combine that with my newfound ability to throw tantrums, and it gets really ugly when I don't get my way. And even when I do get my way: if I'm not the one who decides when enough is enough, the result is just as bad as if they hadn't shown me any videos at all. (If you listen closely, I think you can hear Mom and Dad laughing at me during my fit. Someone call child services!)



I'm hoping this makes Dad a little less sad about being without me for a few days. As for the rest of you, I guess my dirty little secret is out: I'm not always the happy little angel that you see on the blog.

And by the way, the above scenario is about to get even uglier, because I just learned the word "no" yesterday!