Temper Tantrum

Last Thursday was my last day of "school" for seven weeks. In addition to a much more leisurely pace (yes, five hours add a lot to my week!), it means I get to run errands with Mommy. Today we went to Target, where I had my first temper-tantrum-at-the-checkout-counter-because-I-couldn't-have-a-toy-they-so-cleverly-placed-within-my-direct-eyesight fit! It was the most lovely Sleeping Beauty doll, but Mommy did not buy it for me. I proceeded to cry all the way out the store and for a good ten minutes in the car. If this behavior continues, she will have to use the advice of our friend Kay. She says when her sons were little and would act up in public, she would say to them, "If you don't stop, I'll tell your mom when I take you home!"