Why is it that on rainy days, when I am exhausted and my sciatic nerve pain is killing me, Emmy decides to be the most difficult and cranky child in the world?
On these days, I do not enjoy chasing her down and carrying her kicking and screaming, with her back arched and arms flailing, just so that I can change her diaper.
Thank God for nap time.
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I so totally agree...there are days I live for nap time :)
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