Angelie has reached the independent stage. She wants to do everything by herself, and gets very frustrated when she can't. I'll ask her if she wants help and she'll say "No. Self." But when it doesn't work out she lets out a holler that I'm sure the neighbours think means she's being murdered. I've raced from one room to the next, on many occasions, expecting her to be standing in a pool of blood, only to find her frustrated because she can't take a lid off a container, put a lid on a container, remove her own sock, put on her own rubber boot, or get a toy to cooperate.

It may be worth your while to invest a few dollars in whatever company makes Tylenol. The headaches are increasing in frequency around here!