Guppy is upstairs shrieking "UPUPUP" at the top of her lungs. I'm trying to persuade her to take a nap because she got up an hour early and we went to storytime at the library, where she was acting tired an hour ago. Also, I need to call a client, and it would be lovely to be able to have that conversation not punctuated with the non-verbal equivalent of "MOM YOU'RE NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO ME RIGHT NOW!" I also have critical work for another client, the house looks like a cyclone hit, there's laundry in the dryer that needs folded, and I really do need to make bread. I also have a wicked headache to fight past. And I tried to slice off the side of my finger making lunch. Bandaid, in baby, is 'What's that? I have to TOUCH it!"
On the plus side, I have coloring books in hand (FINALLY), and I'm scheduled for a massage this evening.
Here's a photo from the playtime after storytime:
I will probably do the final 20 days post tomorrow. I'm... a little at a loss for what to do. Another drawing (for what?)? It'll come to me.
Guppy is not settling. Off to reassure her that it's really okay, and she really is tired, and I really do love her.