Best Part of the Day-
Feeling grand about gettin er done: work, bills, TAXES (well, almost done) and tv show pilot (come on!).
Worst Part of the Day-
Little Man L. was FREAKING out in the night time. He once again awoke with screams and tears and the demanding "mama! dada!" After I deduced he did not have a fever (he could have a cold...) and he denied anything hurt, I began to play Bad Cop. I put him in his bed and let him cry (scream at the top of his lungs!) and employed the Super Nanny method of emotionlessly placing him in his bed for the 40 minutes and 40 attempted escapes that followed. Finally he got the picture. (I hope our next door neighbor couldn't hear the screams...he was laying it on super thick. Thank heavens Scarlet sleeps like a rock.) At the end, he let out a sigh and an "alright" and snuggled up on his own.
Will I ever sleep longer than a 2-hour block? Ever?
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