Uh-oh! This was NOT on the bucket list!

Emily has found.....her voice. I don't mean her raspberry-blowing greetings to strangers, I don't mean her terradactyl scream at inopportune moments. No, yesterday Emily had her first full-fledged TEMPER TANTRUM! For some reason she finds the crate holding all of Taylor's goodies (i.e.: his smelly alternate collar, his highly dangerous prong collar, etc.) incredibly interesting. She insists on crawling around the house with his prong collar which means we are one delicate move away from her impaling herself. SO, yesterday, like usual, I took the collar away from her- said, "No ma'am" (because Southern charm has worked so well for me all these years) and tried to move her on to something else. Well......Em proceeded to throw herself dramatically on the floor and sob- perhaps she was channeling her best impression of Scarlett O'Hara to match my Southern admonition? Either way- I was horrified. I will try to get a good picture of this to go along with this description.