July 28, 2005


It took me almost thirty minutes to get The Baby to fall asleep for her afternoon nap, because she was more interested in what her siblings were screaming about than she was in nursing and falling asleep. As soon as she was asleep, I tried to get her sister upstairs for a nap, but first she needed to take a potty break and get on "naptime underwear." Then she yelled loudly about something while we were on the stairs -- right outside The Baby's bedroom. The one who was asleep woke up screaming and now the other one won't fall asleep. I want my well earned and much needed break.

And how come there is never chocolate in the house when I need it?


You have my sympathy. The saddest day in my house was when Max and Rebecca at age three decided that they no longer needed naps. They might not need them, but I do!

Posted by: Sarah G. at July 28, 2005 08:51 PM

Oh hon, can I sympathise!!!I've had so many days like that! (p.s. don't you know you are suppose to stash chocolate all over the place so no one can find it? You didn't finish reading the mother's manuel did you. (sigh) this younger generation! :-) )

Posted by: Rachel Ann at July 29, 2005 04:48 AM