Peyton had a humongous tantrum tonight, just one of those moody nights that kept getting worse and worse. She kept screaming how she wanted her dessert, but that was clearly not going to happen tonight. Once she was finally over it, she went around and apologized to everyone and came to lay with me in bed. Now I am getting a foot massage, what a nice change. However, I was told she couldn't massage my legs because they are too spikey and "perhaps I need to shave." Oops!
