Berea is super fussy around 10 or 10:30 every day, and usually her desperate plea for sleep is answered by a sunny day and a stroller ride. Alas, today is a rainy day and no chance of a stroller ride in sight. So, I thought I'd be super-tricky and do what the rest of the mommas do and just lay her down, tell her its naptime, like we do in the afternoon. And she almost went for it. Then, I hear Anderson telling her to go back to bed. And now Miss Whiney Pants is back. Oh, how the tables have turned from yesterday's post, right? We did enjoy some reading time, the 3 of us, a few minutes before naptime. We have the best book, its Old Timey and called Birds and from Joy Smith and (run on sentence maker completely aware of her tendencies) and when I figure out how to upload pics, they will be forthcoming, because that is by far my favorite thing about this book. Also, it names the birds. How fun! I've always wanted to learn the names of bird, old-retired couple-style, and now I get to, with my children. So, that's another fun thing about being a parent. Learning all the things you wanted to take time to learn, as you teach them to your babies.
She just said, "Happy Day...Happy Day" as she's listening to Elizabeth Mitchell's "Lover's Lane."
"You're just the girl of my dreams...oh it seems like my dreams never come true...brown eyed..."
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