She thinks I'm awesome:
(Actually, at the moment, she doesn't, because I'm trying to convince her she needs a second nap, and she's pretty sure she doesn't. I am NOT ready to be down to one nap a day. And her first one today was pretty short.)
I think I had more news, but nerves are shot listening to miserable baby. Must go gnaw on fingernails or make dinner or have a beer or give in and get her up. I haven't decided yet.