God Is Mad At You, But Grandma Is Pissed Off At Me

A has been hell on wheels this week when it comes to bedtime. It has taken any where from 20 minutes (with no nap all day!) to almost four hours. Tonight, it was closer to four hours. I was tired of screaming at her, so tonight I vowed not to scream at bedtime.

As we were laying down, well over the three hour mark later, it started raining.

*THUNDER!*
A: What dat outside?
Me: God
A: God?
Me: Yep, he's mad at you for not going to sleep.

Hey, at least I didn't yell. I'm so going to be a great Mom one day, you betcha!

I straightened her hair tonight. I can't wait to send this picture to my mom. She's going to be pissed off. Not because she looks so fucking cute, but because she doesn't want me using a chi on her hair at two years old. Sorry Mom!