Why one of us will be moving out when she enters highschool

Over the past few months, my daughter (yes, it's during these times that she becomes daughter) has these week long episodes where she is a holy terror.

You may recall the oranges episode.

If this is foreshadowing of what's to come, one of us will not make it through her teen years.

Last night I came home to one of her overly sensitive hormonal attacks.

Each of the following instances resulted in full.blown.crying.

Crying because she couldn't have doritos before dinner...

then it was crying because she didn't want THOSE doritos...

then it was crying because she wanted to do crafts and eat the approved doritos...

then it was because she didn't want to finish dinner because she was cold...

then it was because she wanted ice cream...

then it was because she didn't want to take a bath, she wanted a shower...

then it was because she missed the end of American Idol...

then it was because her pajamas were too hot...

And right about that time, Animal Control showed up and shot it with a tranquilizer and it went to sleep.

Thank GOD we didn't have 2 girls.