And I'm fully aware that I've probably said that exact same phrase hundreds if not thousands of times before. But this time I mean it. Really.
It's nap time.
That single time of day when I have three seconds to myself and can pull the house back together in a little bit of peace and quiet.
Otherwise known as nirvana.
I was downstairs cleaning the kitchen, when there was a house shaking thump from upstairs.
Knowing Sterling, I immediately ran up to see what it was... and this is what I found.
According to her, she had decided to sleep in her dresser (suuuuuuurrre, thats TOTALLY a legitimate choice) and it had fallen over on her.
Shocker.
Contrary to the pictures, she was happy as a clam until I moved her bunny out of the way to take a photo. She then promptly melted down, hopped out and went in pursuit of said bunny.
That is the source of her tears.
Even I am not heartless enough to continue snapping merrily away while my child is trapped in agony.
Seriously. No. Stop laughing, I mean it!
But I swear, that is one incredibly lucky child.
So yeah, I officially declared defeat and turned the damn dresser around. The room is starting to resemble a sweet little girl's room less and less, and a mental patient's bunker more and more.
I guess this way, when I officially lose it, they have somewhere to keep me...
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