Mila was in rare form today. And by "rare form," I mean I NEED A NAP OR TEN. She's normally a firecracker that's taken too much speed, but today she seemingly threw some caffeine, Red Bull, and energy pills on top of it all.
Zooooooooom.
Jump. Jump. Jump.
The looks that I got for the stunts she pulled when we were in Target were judgemental enough to last me a lifetime. I KNOW, Y'ALL. SHE IS NUTS. I CAN'T STOP IT.
There was a point between when she was climbing shelves at one place and tearing down an entire table filled with pants at another when I asked her why she was so wound up.
"Because I'm happy!" she replied before she ran off to destroy more things.
It's really hard to be mad at that.
