I wrote the post about whining BEFORE yesterday, the day the whining KILLED ME
I'm busy with my various nerdy projects today, so if you're looking for content, I am whining about the whining at Parenting today:
In just a few months Jack has gone from a four word vocabulary to three-word sentences. It's amazing to me, and sort of makes me wish I hadn't wasted all those hours fretting about his inability to deliver soliloquies on Cheerios at 15 months...
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p.s. I bought the Bananafish sheets. Because they were more white than not white and had a smidge of yellow, which I think will go better in the room. (Ha! Like ANYTHING goes in that room!) Also because I strive to impress my house decorating idol. Also because I like the name Bananafish. Should arrive next week!
p.p.s. I love how everyone was all, "Gee, I pictured Molly in a clothes-closet-sized closet! Not a glorified LINEN closet!" I do not lie to you people. I DO NOT LIE.
p.p.p.s. The other reason for no content today, other than the various nerdy projects (OMG THE NERDINESS) is that yesterday killed me. No naps! The whining! The crying at the drop of a hat! The not falling asleep until TEN PM! Did I mention no naps? Of course there was no magic sleeping through the night in the new crib, AND THEN she woke up at FIVE THIRTY. Dead I tell you! Dead!

DUDE there must be something in the water because our night last night? SUCKED. ROYALLY.
Posted by: Manda | May 28, 2009 at 09:25 AM
Yesterday Kalena did the refusal to sleep until late in the afternoon which turned into the too late nap and pushed bedtime back 2 hours. Not a fan.
Posted by: Elsha | May 28, 2009 at 10:01 AM
Elizabeth woke up eight times last night. Eight. That is all I have to say about that.
Misery loves company, right? It makes me feel better that I am not the only one.
Posted by: Jen | May 28, 2009 at 11:09 AM
We've had three 11pm nights in a row thanks to the Great Bed Swap and The Boss Of Everyone's dictate that his overhead light remain ON. So he sits there on his bed BARELY able to keep his eyes open for the tiredness but stimulated by that awful light while we sit in there with him getting headachy/nauseous/dizzy from it. Matching tombstones, anyone?
Posted by: annie | May 28, 2009 at 03:34 PM