Morella woke up early again this morning and by 9 was having meltdown after meltdown. Instead of taking her with me to the grocery store, I put her to down to nap. I stopped at a garage sale on the way to Woodman’s but didn’t see anything I wanted.
At woodmans I got everything but the milk. Nutter butter. I hate it when that happens. Hilary ahd brought over these animal crackers in a box last we..
“Uh oh. Uh oh!”
Crap. She’s awake. I guess I’ll finish this later. But in brief, Morella almost fell out of a resturant high chair yesterday. Thankfully Tim was there to catch her but she was scared, as was I. Our dinner was comped within seconds.