I know it may sound new agey, but I really do believe that the stars and what is going on in the cosmos effects your moods. Let me tell you why.

On Wednesday, The Munch was being the biggest little jerk on planet earth. I almost didn’t even know who she was anymore and actually kept asking her that question. Needless to say, she would just give me a saucy look that said “I rule you.” She would whine and yell at me whenever I put her down, she would toss any toy I gave her like she was an Olympic shot-put champion… which by the way, is a very respectable sport. And most detrimental to my ego, therefore most importantly, she refused to laugh at all my jokes.

The worst part about this scene, was that we weren’t alone. I had two friends come by, which only made me self-conscious about what an a-hole she was being.

“I notice what is happening too… I just want you to know that I am not like I am blind to this.”

At one point, The Munch was in her high chair and dropped her apple. My friend bent over and picked it up, The Munch looked her dead in the eye, and threw it back on the ground.

“Oh no you didn’t!” I was so mortified! Who does that?

We took her upstairs to take a bath, and no I did not fantasize about drowning her… but I did splash her in the face a few times. Then my friend said…

“You know, it’s not only the new moon tonight, but also a solar eclipse at 9:00.” Sure enough it was about 8:45. The insanity ensued, and then at about 9:10 she tired herself out and went to bed.

Okay… there is a big possibility that The Munch was just being a meanie because she just was… But I am much more comfortable blaming it on that lame-o new moon stupid solar eclipse.