Arghhh! Our sweet little angel baby has turned into a teething demon child. She has been up half the night for many nights now. When she is being held she is squirming and grunting. At times she will decide to scream bloody murder unless she is held by the appropriate person....often me. As soon as I pick her up she stops which suggests she is, at least in part, a big fat faker. It's a good thing she is so cute.
Add to this craziness the fact that Drew has had tummy trouble. The cat whorked on the carpet. And we sent an ink pen through the washer and dryer.
Our sofa is currently serving as a fort, as you can see in this photo. Fun for Drew but really adds to the feeling of chaos in the house right now.
Serenity now!
Good news:
Gram is home from the hospital and is feeling better and Mirra has learned to say "mama"!
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