The other morning was the worst ever. Worst morning since I became a mother and, Id venture to say, worst for the Tornado *ever-ever.* It's unimportant what sparked it (take tired, cross with having just done the new dog thing all too recently, slather solo parenting on top and you've an inkling)--it just felt yucky and wasn't how either of us strive to behave/live. I dropped the Tornado ... Continue Reading