How is it that my toddler throws three tantrums this morning, pretends she wants a morning nap, plays at the playground for an hour (shouldn't an hour of going up and down the jungle gym tire out a two-year-old?) and then drags herself home like she's finishing a marathon and might not make it, yawns her way through lunch and stories, and then REFUSES TO TAKE A NAP?
Why, people? Why?
Did I mention that she woke up crying approximately seventy million times last night, at one point (I believe it was 3:30 a.m.) insisting it was time to get up? When it most certainly was not? And that I then did not return to sleep until approximately 6 a.m.?
Yeah, I'm a little bit annoyed right now. As I go to the nursery to sigh heavily and get the baby back up from her aborted nap. And recall that Christopher is working late tonight.