By 8:47 this morning, Tyler had performed two award-winning meltdowns:
1. He wanted to wear his construction boots, then his snow boots, then his brown sneakers. But he changed his mind too late in the game, and the construction boots won out in the battle for time in the morning routine, since they were already on his blessed little feet. Cry, cry, cry.
2. Then he wanted to hold my car keys. But I couldn't give in, since they were in the ignition of the car driving us to preschool. Sorry, dude. Cry, cry, cry.
Good heavens. E-mo-tion-al.