It has been a very stressful day today, one way and another.

And Emily is having the mother of all tantrums upstairs, because she wants to go to a party that's happening next week, when we'll be away. Who knew that my little cherub would suddenly morph into a blood-curdlingly awful teenager? Is there some kind of hormonal thing that kicks in at puberty and temporarily (please God let it be temporarily) destroys rationality and empathy?