
When my kids were little, it was not uncommon for them to have a meltdown at the oddest times. After a fun day at the waterpark, some seemingly inconsequential thing would trigger a full blown scream-fest on the way home in the car. We called it the broken cookie syndrome. It makes no sense to […]
The Broken Cookie
I sure understand the broken cookie syndrome. I’ve been there a time or two myself. And the salad looks delicious!
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Ah yes, meltdowns. Nothing like them.
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