If you read my recent post called A Special Doll, you would know that my daughter Moozles has a fancy schmancy new doll. What you didn’t see was the pure jealousy my son felt as I took photos of his big sister with the doll. You see, when Moozles goes to school, Dubz plays with her doll. And he has gotten to think that it is his doll. So while you may have read the post, and seen the nice photos. You didn’t see this. The tantrum behind the photos.