Brain don't fail me now.

So yesterday Goose had a rough afternoon and evening. She was very fussy, crying on and off, yelling, getting lippy (just overall not a fun person to be around). She spent sometime in and out of "timeout" throughout the day. The final straw was when she bit her baby brother while in the bathtub on his finger. She was immediately taken out of the tub, was not allowed to watch Jimmy Neutron before bed (this was devastating to her) and put to bed early.

This morning Mary Sunshine arose from bed to declare, "Morning Mamas (with a huge Goosey smile). I am going to be sweet all day. Do you know why I wasn't sweet yesterday?" I said, "No why?".
She then pointed to her skull and explained, "My brain just didn't know what it was doing yesterday." Sadly enough, I can relate to that statement.