Cranky Monster woke up early this morning and dozed for about two minutes on the way home from the Children's Museum (and shopping and Post Office) and has been trying to convince me for an hour that putting her in her crib with the lights out is some kind of Terrible Cruelty. I caved and got her up, and she's now alternating wildly between hugging me tearfully and asking: "Take a nap?" and running away giggling and assuring me, "NO NAP. PLAY." I'm going to try to get some food in her and convince her that the first really is preferable.

ETA: After feeding her, and having her bowl (- my FAVORITE of her bowls! It was a guppy! -) thrown on the floor and BROKEN (and she then hurled the spoon after me as I was throwing it all away), she has been put back in her crib and is now howling at the top of her lungs.

I need to retool this icon to have a cackling baby instead of a sword on the fallen king...

My inbox is at 47, but I haven't done a comprehensive spam sweep yet today, so that's unrealistically grim.

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ETA: Cries fading, but there is still kicking from upstairs.

I am hoping to get some artwork done if the nap ever happens, but there is much to do. It has been really, super warm - it's almost 50 right now, and our driveway is on the verge of breaking out of its snow cover. It's cloudy, today, but the last few days have been super sparkly.


Yes! There are still rocks underneath the snow somewhere!!

ETA: BLISSFUL SILENCE. Off to do stuff, while I can.