It was made for me.
It's MY color. Green. Like my eyes.
It's leather. So it smells yummy.
It came with a friend. A partner in crime if you will.
And it's as pretty on the inside as the out. Like me! Who's that snickering?
Although Papa wasn't too happy about my purchase, or rather the amount of my purchase since I just got this little gadget - I couldn't resist. To be completely honest I picked it up immediately but then put it back before paid for our purchase. Then I proceeded to whine about it.
The. Entire. Way. To. The. Car.
S couldn't take it anymore, so he went back in and bought the purse for me.
I'm a firm believer that bad behavior should not be rewarded. Unless it's for me. Then it is perfectly fine. And expected.
Am I the only one that throws a tantrum to get their way?