I think I've been having some blood sugar issues lately.
For example, it seems perfectly acceptable to strangle my kids 10 minutes before lunch, and then after lunch, I just want to hug and kiss them.
Or, the pizza we ordered tonight was wrong. I broke down into tears.
Or, I refused to share my apple with Kembry this morning.
Or, I refuse to feed a screaming Chloe in the morning until I've had my bowl of cereal.
Yep, I likes my food.