I have nothing insightful to share or deliver. I have no special stories of miracles, service or sanity. No, it is just over. The Christmas spirit was just harder to come by this year, I'm not sure why but it was. Maybe I'm just too tired to feel it?
Christmas with a 2 1/2 year old should have been exciting and thrilling. Unfortunately (as spoken by Debbie Downer) we dealt with days and days of emotional meltdowns/breakdowns from our sweet little princess, as well as an upper respiratory infection, pink eye, and a strict diet of things that will fit in a sandwich bag if that thing is popcorn. Oh and when Santa visited, lets just say she didn't hide her distaste for his presence. I think Santa is a little scarred, sorry Santa.
this about sums it up...
2 comments:
Now go to bed, you blog-crazed woman... I can't believe how intensely you blog! I saw first hand what a crazy day it was...
OH . . . now I see what comment you were talking about! And WHY you did what you did! :)
As far as the "ACCESS" goes, she nailed right! Jocie couldn't be any cuter Jen . . . naughty, nice, whatever! I really think that it's normal . . . Every part of your description!
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