Wake up to baby crying, just plain unhappy.
Husband mad at me, won't say why.
Mommy eats chocolate cake for breakfast and doesn't feel at all bad about it.
Dirty house. Dishes to do.
Breakfast, treatment, baby won't nap.
Baby won't eat lunch, throws spaghetti across the room, at the dog, at Mommy.
Baby throws broccoli across the room, at the dog, at Mommy.
Mommy says, "Stop it," a little too loudly. Baby looks sad.
Mommy makes a milk bottle for third nap attempt.
Dog pees on the floor.
Baby slips and falls in the pee.
Mommy gives baby a bath. Baby splashes like a crazy girl. Everyone is soaked.
Baby is now in the crib, talking, climbing, reading, singing, with no sign of ever, ever, ever going to sleep.
Mommy has taxes, paperwork, and a job to do.
Anyone want a dog?
And two cats?
And a husband?
I'm only keeping the baby - who just fell asleep.