to have a bad day, apparently. Little Miss A came home from school with roses in her cheeks from the cool air and the exercise, but a quivering lip as she told me dire tales of her day, something about a chalkboard falling on her head ("it made a bump!"), her best friends not wanting to play with her and (the worst of all) one of the little boys at school telling her her dog is fat! It didn't help that I laughed at that last one, either. She said it was NOT funny.
Thankfully there are chocolate chip cookies in the oven.