I picked up the kids from school today and my youngest was just a whiny crying mess. There seemed to be no good reason for it either.
I smiled at her, she cried.
I fed her, she sobbed.
I asked her about her day, she pitched a fit.
I finally put her alone in a room with her dolls and told everyone just to stay clear. I then put her to bed at 7:30 and she was asleep by 7:32.
TiredMama had a TiredDaughter tonight. Now I just hope she’s not up at 4 am fully rested and looking for someone to talk to.
Maybe I’ll sleep on Dave’s side of the bed tonight.