Troublesome Two's?

Tomorrow, December is upon us.

Valley fever blows. It takes everything from everyone who is within it's gnarled grasp. J comes home each day and passes out. He went to school for some half days and a few full days. He is slowly getting better and stronger each day. It's hard to not be grateful, but sometimes I wonder why we're being punished. Then, I get over it. It's been a tiring week, so our Friday night consisted of a movie (that someone fell asleep to) and two loads of laundry.

Emma has officially pushed me to be the worst parent in North America. I CANNOT punish her without laughing. And even when I get manage to keep a straight face, she laughs at me. I'm sure there is a book out there, but whatever. She's been waking up in the middle of the night to have a talk with her bunny at obnoxiously loud levels. I can feel the avalanche of the troublesome two's upon me. I need to learn to keep a straight face.

And she needs to stop telling me to 'Stop it Mommy'.

Mean muggin'