The Terrible Twos
Being the incredibly wise parents that we are, we decided to take the girls on a mini-road trip this weekend. We went to Crested Butte. It's a 4 hour drive without traffic and interminable with traffic. Let me preface this by saying that Prima had temper tantrums at 2, but they were generally because she didn't get her way and they were rare. Most of the time she was over-stimulated and they were predictable. On the drive down, we got about 35 minutes out of town and Segunda decided she needed to go potty. Since we are potty-training, husband dutifully pulled into a parking lot. Out comes the Potette. Segunda planted herself on it and delivered exactly bupkiss. Back into the car she goes only to scream for 30 solid minutes before finally falling asleep. Whew. Throughout the weekend she had tantrum after tantrum. We've never experienced this before and at the end of the long weekend we are frankly exhausted and eager to return to work. At the 4th of July parade, Segunda