She was being a stinker tonight and did not want Ryan after dinner. I was standing by the kitchen table, and she had walked over to basically cling to my leg. At some point, she started walking backwards and tripped over something, and she fell into the box that we throw our recycling in. I took a picture instead of helping her up (this made me laugh so hard). Ryan was the good parent who helped her get out, but she still did not want anything to do with him for bath and bed time tonight. So much so that she got herself all worked up at bedtime and threw up. Awesome.
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