Mean

She's only 19 months old, but it's already happened. The other day, I took away the huge jar of Goldfish crackers she was carrying around the house before she spilled the contents everywhere and she screamed "MEAN!" at me. Not just once, either, She followed me around for several minutes screaming "MEAN!" over and over again until... actually I can't even remember what made her stop. Mike, maybe. Or Halloween candy? Possibly both. But I can assure you, I will never forget the sound of her first accusatory "MEAN!"