I had a meeting at work that I had to stay late for, so Daddy picked up Katie from daycare. I sent him a text message as I was heading into the meeting, just to confirm that he was still planning on picking her up. It took everything I had to stifle a laugh when I got this response back: Yes I am picking up the little diva so she can treat me like trash. She tramps all over my feelings without blinking an eyelash.
Daddy has convinced himself that Katie doesn't love him anymore. He doesn't quite get that she's 11 months old, and she isn't capable of making conscious decisions like that.
As you can see below, she continues to find fun and interesting things around the house to entertain her.

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