Today I find myself in a predicament. And I, like every other faultless youth, am going to blame this one on dear old Mommy.

Here’s my ish:
8:15 am-I wake up. I flail my arms and legs wildly till Mommy finally picks me up at
8:45 am. We go make coffee, rice cereal, etc. And then at
9:00 am. we eat. Daddy leaves for work, but before he does, he puts me on my playmat at
9:30 am. Mommy showers, and comes out to find me semi-snoozing. At
10:15 am, we leave to go to our Mommies’ group. Semi-snooze in the car till we arrive at
10:35 am, when I wake up to Wyatt pointing to my nose, and Grace showing me her tiger. At
11:00 am, we leave to go to the mall. Semi-snooze in the car. Walk around mall till about
12:00 pm, when we go to Taco Bell and have lunch.

You with me so far? Let’s recap: No morning nap.

1:00 pm- We are still walking around the mall, because that’s what Mommy does. At
1:45 pm, we finally head home. Semi-snooze in the car. We get home at
2: 05 pm. Mommy attempts to put me in my crib, but I just cry until
3:00 pm, when she finally (THANK GOD!) comes to rescue my tantrumed-self out of my crib.

Still with me? Double Recap: No morning nap, no afternoon nap.

3:30- I’m finished eating, I don’t want to do anything but sit on Mommy’s lap for fear I’ll have another baby meltdown.
3:57- The current time on Mommy’s laptop. Mommy: drinking reheated coffee from this morning *yes, it’s been one of those days* And me: whiny, distressed, red-eyed, and desperately trying to fit the entire dining room table into my mouth.

With any luck, Daddy will come home early so I can let him experience the burn of what happens when sweet little Hugo doesn’t get his sweet little naptime.

But praise the Lord for Thursday, everybody!