On a "normal" day she can jump from sad to happy to cranky faster than a cheetah chasing a gazelle. (Yeah, there is NO such thing as normal in my life, but you know what I mean.) Today Maymay woke up seriously cranky and nothing I was doing was helping. Not at all. I even tried most of my usual tricks and lame jokes. Didn't help. Just as I was ready to throw in the white towel of surrender, she threw me a life line.
Me: Are you hurt?
Maymay: No. (She let out a deep sigh like I was a complete idiot.)
Me: Then why in the world do you need a bandaid?
Maymay: I like them.
Oh, that's right....she did.