I Wanna Roll

This phrase is what my dad taught LLM to say when it was time to leave the house in the mornings. (For those who are new, I usually drop off at my parents house before I go to work and they take them to school.)

When BLM and Papa would leave (they left earlier than my mom and LLM), LLM would say, "I wanna roll" in a really sad voice. She does not appreciate being left out of any mixture.

BLM has been at DL's parents house this week. LLM asks about her no less than 25 times a day. We have had to tell her that sissy is at camp. We can't say that she's with the other grandparents. LLM would have the mutha of all hissy fits. She will not tolerate being left out of the mixture. She also does not like it when her other people are not part of the mix. If we all go to The Wal Martz together, we have to stay together as a group. If we can't manage that, then we might as well not go.

One of these fine days, I'm going to use my camera to capture a mammoth hissy fit. I will post it here and we can all talk about it. I know I can count on everyone to help me dissect what caused the hissy and what I should do (or not do) to prevent or lessen the hissy.

As a matter of fact, I might use my camera to capture one of MY mammoth hissy fits. That might be more telling about why my LM's have such great fit throwing capacity.

I'm kind of looking forward to the next tantrum now. This will be fun.