On Tantrums and Sickness

ok, you know how i said that the bean was becoming a sass master. yeah, she is also i tantrum master now. witness exhibit a: this picture of my darling child. you see, she is wearing a pair of pants that were mine when i was her age. as you can probably see, i was born in the highly fashionable 1970's! (you are all jealous of the pants- aren't you?!?) HA! i think that it is fun to occasionally put clothes on bean that i wore as a child. well, bean saw these pants in my hand and told me "no like pants, mommy" and she started to cry. i'm a super big meanie and put them on her anyways. it was bad enough that i put the evil pants on her but i was also trying to take her picture- oh my word, such injustice! so she FREAKED out and tried to hide so i couldn't take her picture in the hated pants. it was like she was embarrassed to have the pants on!!! (let's do be honest, of all the seventies pants out there these are NOT that bad! they could be SO much worse, right?) to make a long story short, in the end she flung herself on the floor and bawled and screamed. over pants! now, i do know that i am 100% responsible for this tantrum seeing as i put the pants on her even though she didn't like them. BUT, i write about this tantrum because of 25 she had that day, this is the only one that makes me laugh- so there!

so yeah, bean has a snotty nose. she woke up with it sunday and it got worse yesterday- runs like a little faucet. fun, huh? it gets better, she decided to share her lovely snot producing germs... with me. BAH! so i didn't sleep last night because i couldn't breathe. i wanted to take something but alas the medicine cabinet was bare. sigh. motherhood- gotta love it! ;)