L'il Sis is still 4 years old. Her birthday is still a few months away.
Tonight, L'il Sis had her dance class which meant dinner was pushed back almost an hour past the usual time. She was tired and hungry. Not a good combination. Stretch was doing his best to get her to eat her dinner, but she was in the midst of a major melt-down, crying and screaming. At one point, he asked her how she was feeling and she yelled, "How do you THINK I'm feeling?!"
Yeah, I'm looking forward to those teen years. Like a poke in the eye.