Just in case...

You were beginning to think that Bridger was a perfect child...I just spent the last 30 minutes listening to him scream his little heart out, lay down on the floor and flail his arms and legs, and just be genuinely mad. I couldn't even tell you what he wanted or was upset about. It really started when I didn't get the cheese out of the fridge right when he wanted it. Silly me. Then I sat his lunch on the table and he would scream every time he looked at it (there was even cheese on the plate). I tried holding him, sitting him on the couch, taking him upstairs to lay down, nothing. Finally something clicked and he calmed right down and ate his lunch then laid down for a nap with no protesting. It was lovely. Oh the joys! I was tempted to take a picture but I didn't think that was very nice.