Life is much more exciting when you have a toddler on hand to let you know just how dire the situation is.  I imagine that she’ll grow out of it, eventually.  Like when she’s, I don’t know… twenty?  Can’t fault her for finding the worst case scenario for everything, as she comes by it honestly.  Just a hint:  It’s not MY genetics doing that.  -_-

My shirt says”Stay back, I’m allergic to stupid” which may be why I get so many headaches at work.  ;P  Stacy’s wearing her purple, flowery-design-type-thing shirt.  ‘Cause that’s how she rolls.