Emily didn't have school today so I had to think of a way to get out of the house. We were starting to go stir crazy! I called Ashley and asked her if she wanted to meet us at a park. Her son Korrigan was in Emily's class last year and they like to play together:

The first park we went to was so crowded and so big that we kept losing where they were. So because I'm ultra paranoid that there are always creepy people lurking about waiting to take a wandering child, we headed to a much smaller park up the road.



Emily hasn't taken a nap in close to a week now. So I'm trying to implement quiet time for her because I need a break each day and so does she . . . even if she doesn't go to sleep. I'm fighting an uphill battle with her right now because the first few times she didn't take a nap we made the mistake of just letting her get out of the bed and not making her go back in there . . . so now that I'm trying to explain to her that she needs to wait until I come get her when quiet time is over . . . she comes out of her room about every 5 to 10 minutes to see if I'll let her stay up. Anyway, any advice anyone can give me on how to successfully have a 1 hour quiet time each day in her room would be greatly appreciated. This stressed out mama needs a little break each day.
I've learned these last couple of weeks how hard it is to take care of a strong willed child! Me and Emily have had a few meltdowns together . . . I'm trying to learn to just walk away from her tantrums instead of "insisting" that she do what I'm telling her . . . it's very hard. I sure don't handle it very well sometimes. I hope she doesn't need therapy later in life because of me . . .
In Abigail news, the girl was crazy herself last night : ) I got up to feed her about 1:30 and at 2:30 she was still frantic and fussy. I couldn't figure out what was wrong and assumed I didn't have enough milk for her and was on the verge of pulling out some formula when she spit up all over me, herself, and the bed. So gas was the culprit : ) Two hours later I was finally back in bed to sleep. Luckily we weren't disturbed again until Joe's alarm went off for work . . . and then 5 minutes later when Emily greeted us in our room to start the day . . . Mommy it's daytime!
Hoo Hoo! I really do love my children and still consider them a joy : )