Monday, March 2, 2009

The Littlest Dictator...

Throughout the day today, if I'm wasn't where Tara was and she wanted that changed, she'd come up to me and demand that I "SIT!". I wasn't moving fast enough, and she started to smack the floor where I was supposed to be, her voice getting louder and louder and shriller and shriller...

It's cute, when I don't focus on who's in charge of who...

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