I feel like the photos I have of Kensie today are so deceiving of her actual attitude. Holy grouch!

She did have some sweet moments of redemption, but the breakdowns and crankiness in between were less than enjoyable.

I DID get a “blow a kiss” video (finally). She’s changed it up some from her original method. She can make the kiss sound without her finger now so she’s combined them. 😂

Either she just woke up on the wrong side of the crib and it was one of those days (we’ve all been there, girl, I’ll let it slide), or the molars are breaking through and making her miserable.

KB took a short morning nap and woke up crying. The crying proceeded for the next 10 minutes off and on combined with a sassy ass attitude. She didn’t want me to hold her. Or not hold her. Or give her a bottle. Or take it away. Or let her sit on the couch. Or let her get off the couch. Nothing. Made. Her. Happy.

I laid her back down because my conclusion was she needed to go back to sleep and try again. 🤷🏼‍♀️ She settled down some and laid there for a while. It was a little better after round 2.

We got out of the house for a bit to have lunch with Titi and Aunt Emmy. KB was happy as long as she got to do what she wanted (shocker), like sit on the table and empty the sugar container. (See photos above). It was that, let her walk around barefoot, or listen to her scream. One of those “choose your battles” moments. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Crank came back home and took another short nap. She woke up a little less grouchy, but still dramatic.

She spent the rest of the day/evening with Daddy while I coached. He said she was completely fine and happy the whole time. 🙄 Thanks kid.

Oh. And in case you’re wondering, the potty is a hit.