I need to write this down for memory's sake:
This morning, Nora woke up a bit early (620) with a major poopy diaper, so there was no way she was going back to sleep. I took her into our room to change her diaper and then she crawled on Chris. She was starting to get grumpy so I told her I'd go get a snack for her. I came back with Kix in a bowl and she immediate started crying and hitting (well, swinging her arm in the air) and then slammed the bedroom door shut.
You know why?
Because Chris told her I was getting some nonuts (donuts) for her and she was THAT MAD when I returned with cereal.
We are SO paying for Chris' toddler years.
There's a reason his toddler nickname included the phrase "Bad Attitude".