My bad day...

and it was really bad. Papa stayed with me while Noni took Mom to the doctor in Little Rock. I had a meltdown when they got back (they'd never seen one like this). Mom is somewhat used to it. It all started when I was dancing and bumped my head and went downhill from there. They ended up leaving and going home before we went to a restaurant and I fell asleep before they got down the street. They felt bad and scared all at the same time- I can really throw one. The bad thing is Daddy will not be bringing me the Star Wars toy home. It is a sad day at the Potts household.