yeck.

What.a.day.

I have no idea what the deal was but Emmaline was NOT a happy camper today.

Happy Camper ≠ Emmaline

She has never whined so much, spit up so much, fought sleep so hard, or been so moody. Off day? Maybe. Difficult? Definitely.

It's so hard when they can't tell you what's wrong or bothering them but the more time I spend with her, the better I am able to know what's wrong. I know it was a mixture of impending teefers and several missed naps. But that sure didn't make dealing with her any easier! Poor baby. I tried and tried and just couldn't pacify her. Guess Mommy lovings weren't enough today.

Other than Em practicing her moody, dramatic 'tude for her teen years, the day was pretty good. I got to have lunch with two of my favorite girls, Jane and Mere. I got some errands done. And then my brother (!!) came over with his girlfriend (!!) to hang out and have dinner. It was such a nice treat because with each of them in school full-time in other cities, we don't get to spend a lot of time together. I felt bad Em wasn't herself today because she really is a lot of fun. She loves to play with her toys and talk and get kisses. But all she really did today when they were here was cry and puke up milkies and squash...

Well, homework calls. Yells, actually. And although I don't want to answer, I must.