Happy cartoon character turned carnivorous in .23 seconds

The tiny kid, once so predictable, easy, and cartoon like in her sweet happiness -- has been frothing at the mouth this past weekend. The BIG teeth are still ramming themselves simultaneously through the gums, she's bonking her head on hard objects with high frequency (there's FOUR new bruises to her forehead from the Holiday weekend), and well....her parents just don't seem to know what the heck "giighahhbikial;lekke" means. That's GOT to be frustrating. Especially when it's been said loudly... with pointing... for the 27th time. I think I'd crumple to the ground and pound the floor too.

Last night, it appears that someone snuck about in the night (it's got to be the cats) and replaced everything "right" with our world and made it ALL wrong. As result, Kenzie has been FIERCE this morning. Never have I seen such madness emanate from her body -&- Nanny Mary said she heard the screaming before she even exited her car. (I can't believe she didn't just do a drive-by and return to her own home!). If she's "uppa" she wants down. If she's inside, she wants out. If she's out, she must want to live in the neighbor's house or something. The screaming out there just didn't identify any possible solutions....

We've talked about Kenzie in very colorful language this past weekend. There have been some references to "Cybil"...some things I won't repeat... and a lot of giggling at things we can suddenly find humorous, only AFTER she's fallen asleep.

This post marks the introduction and perfection of the "tantrum."
Wow, we've met a new milestone......