Ever see one of those nature programs, where there is a herd of something being chased by a lion and then the lion picks out the weakest of the herd and you see it get taken down, hard and fast, face first into the tundra? I swear, I felt like that weak animal today when I woke up from a much needed nap. As if I literally got taken down face first into the pillows and slept as hard as one can sleep without actually being that dead animal!

Needless to say, I feel sooooo much better now, ready to push through this fun phase that Sophia has decided to go into. I am pretty sure we have entered the terrible threes, and wow....Mom, every day I appreciate you more, but if this is how I was, thank you so much for not killing me, and mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa, how exhausted you must have been as a single parent going through this.