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Not to flood your blog reader, but....

My daughter is wearing her favorite shirt. It is orange with yellow polka dots and has Yo Gabba Gabba characters. Pink Foofa is holding balloons of all the other characters. There is Blue Tootie, Green Rowbi, Yellow Plex, and Red Moono.

We play a game at the library where the teacher calls out a color and if you're wearing it, you get to stand up. When she wears this shirt, Rory gets to stand up a lot.

Well, today the teacher called all the colors. Except green. Which was fine.

But now, it's not fine. FIVE hours later, Rory is sobbing about it. "The teacher didn't call green!" Full on tears.

I think this is what PMS looks like to boys. Because I am baffled.

I distracted her with yogurt, and the tears are gone, but she's muttering into her spoon, "she didn't call green..."