I remember a particularly juicy tantrum a while back. Something about a broken banana, snack on the floor, and time to go. Really, it doesn’t matter. What I remembered thinking was this:
“I have to t…
I remember a particularly juicy tantrum a while back. Something about a broken banana, snack on the floor, and time to go. Really, it doesn’t matter. What I remembered thinking was this:
“I have to t…