So today our resident punk got into her first daycare scrap. And based on the retelling of the story, not only did our baby girl not cry afterwards, she yelled at the bully and did a little fist-swinging of her own.
I have to say, I'm not surprised. Lindsay has showed the tendencies of being a little like Muhammad Ali since she was born...the kid's fists are ALWAYS clenched. I guarantee she'll never be caught offguard.
And she also has some pretty impressive escapability skills.
With all that hard work, she also often cashes out like she's just been in a championship fight.
In the interest of full disclosure, she didn't actually get popped by a kid at daycare...the poor guy just tripped on his blanket and fell into her. But apparently she actually didn't cry...just yelled in the little boy's ear until he got back up. That's my girl...one tough cookie.
I'll leave you with the best moment of my birthday...
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