I've mentioned this phenomena before, but it came up again this week and it's truly remarkable: this kid knows when I'm getting ready to write this. I say this because without fail, when she had been at her ABSOLUTE WORST and I'm ready to rake her through the coals on TWP, she suddenly turns it around the day before, buttering me up so that I'm reminded she's not a total A-hole. I'm not complaining. At least I got a couple of days. Sure would have been nice if it had been when we were in the clutch, but that's life with a toddler.