After a full day of snacking, post-parade candy, sandwiches and constant grazing, Molly asked me what was for dinner. When I informed her that she'd already had it, she pitched a fit. Apparently, dinner has to be HOT or it doesn't count.
After not responding to her liking, the note below was ambush TAPED TO MY FOREHEAD from behind:
It looks like a day of non-stop play on the beach in the sunshine makes Molly inexplicably grumpy.
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