The Threenage Effect

It was bath-time. Olivia was splashing around happily in the tub when I told her I was pulling the plug and she would need to get out once the water ran out. I thought this was a totally rational way to end bath-time. I thought wrong. Very wrong. Her little body puffed up with rage … Continue reading The Threenage Effect

Poetic injustice: The Nap Battle

In a prior post I went on and on per usual about how I am NOT GETTING ANY SLEEP. Nights have gotten much better and while I'm still up to see the sunrise 6 out of 7 mornings during the week, naps have become the absolute bane of my existence. I get that I'm pretty … Continue reading Poetic injustice: The Nap Battle