Friday, March 2, 2012

Epic Nights and Teeny Jeans

You can tell it is a bad day when laundry cheers you up. But there is just something about doing a load of jeans, and pulling out an itty, bitty, teeny, tiny pair of baby jeans from the dryer. It always makes me smile.

I have no idea how this one is so happy. Last night was epic. Epic, I tell you. Definitely a top five worst night in the history of parenting (all two and a half years of it). Which is impressive considering no vomit was involved. It was just like screaming and walking and rocking and nursing and sleeping only to wake up and look at the clock and think, "OHMYGAAAWD, you just slept for thirty minutes? That is it? I can't do this anymore!!" {did I mention both her ears are infected? Again. For the fourth time in a row. Not cool.}

If she can be happy after last night, then I guess I can too.

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