A fitting tribute to my day

My beautiful 3-year-old was singing the "I've got Playdoh at my house" song as she bounded into the room and promptly proceeded to wrap the cord to my laptop around a chair.

I fussed at her to stop, then fussed at her again not to do it again.

I got the "go to hell, mom" look and then she did the phphotppptpphttttt thing at me. While I wanted to laugh (because she likely learned this from me), I had to stifle that creativity and discipline the child.

Really. I think this is pretty par for the course today.