263 + 165 + 32 weeks
This one was pouting because I took away her LEGOs.
I took them away because she was fighting about them with her sister
….who I sent to her room shortly after taking this because she was rude.
She then shouted at me for three minutes, “You! Are! Mean!”
At least I’ve got this guy.
Maybe he shrieks fit to make my ears bleed, but at least he does it because he’s happy.
Turning feral beasties into decent human beings is thankless work, but somebody’s gotta do it.