Everyone held together quite well until late this afternoon. Just before dinner, Carina had the melt-down of all melt-downs. Nuclear proportions. She was going crazy that she wanted corn dogs for dinner. Well, we weren't having corn dogs for dinner. This was a BIG problem for her. I had taken our dinner out of the oven and put some on her plate. At this point she had already been screaming about corn dogs for about 10 minutes. I put the plate down to her level so she could see what it was. By the time I turned around she was already leaving the room so I walked after with the plate. She took off running from me and that plate as if I were chasing her with an axe. It was about the funniest thing I have ever seen.
Things improved only slightly after that. The troops were in bed at 6:45. Happy 5th of July.
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