Return of Mad Face

Ella was a bit crabby when I went to pick her up from daycare yesterday. I think the heat (90 degrees!) was getting to her a bit. So, while we're driving home, she says to me, "Mommy. Look at my face." So I look at her in the mirror, not wanting to have to turn around. Ella says, "No. Turn around. Look at my face." So I take a quick glance at Ella giving me the stink eye and she says, "My face isn't happy. I'm not happy."

Oh boy.