Frustrated

I don't know no one will let me do what I want when I want too. No wonder I have screaming fits, no one understands me. If I tell you I don't want to go inside, then I mean: I don't want to go inside, NOT pick me up as I scream and kick and take me in anyways. And I don't care if I have a dirty diaper when I am playing, can't you understand that?

BTW - I really like that place where they fix your ood at the table and there are flames and lots of smoke. The food is really good too!