My MIL gave Grace the nickname White Tornado. I like it. It fits. We'll keep it.
She is teething. God help us.
Tues. night/Wed. morning Grace decided that crying, nursing and squirming were all far better things to do than sleep. Tired Mommy spent the day in a funk and finally caught an hour nap with her at 4:30 pm Wed. Of course that meant I awoke to see Gregg peak in on us. DAMN. Luckily I had chicken breasts in the fridge and threw them in for 35 min. Threw Grace in her highchair with a carrot and fruit appetizer and the rest was history. Ta da!
Mommy thwarts the White Tornado again!!