Today was the big day, where Olivia got to be a flower girl for her Grandpa's wedding. Unfortunately, she was an absolute nightmare before the event, and had 3 or 4 major meltdowns before noon. We finally got her dressed and out of the house, because we still needed to get her some shoes and tights. We went to Target, and got her inside. We were there for maybe 5 minutes before she had another colossal meltdown. I took her out to the car and get her strapped into her seat. I started the car and was going to meet Leah at the door and Olivia started yelling:
'Daddy! Don't drive away! Mama will be mad at you!'
'I'm not driving away. I'm going to pick up Mama.'
'No, don't drive away! Mama will be mad!'
Olivia is the smartest, most beautiful little girl you've ever seen. She's only 3 and talks like she's 5; that doesn't mean that there are not some moments along the way that make me scratch my head and wonder what's going on...
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