After the worst day of parenting I have ever experienced to date (including all those sleepless nights with a newborn, wondering WTF did I get myself into?), I actually got a decent night’s sleep.  So did P.  And while we did start the day with a tantrum (over Dinosaur Train, naturally), she recovered pretty well and is cheerful, reading books and ignoring Sesame Street (my work here is done), and asking for a dog.

M is sick at home, which I would ordinarily be annoyed by (because it screws with my routine and he’s always, you know, messing things up and not putting them back), but today I figure it’s a bonus.  If P goes all bat-sh*t crazy again, I’m taking off and leaving them both to watch Dinosaur Train reruns for an hour or two.

One thing that is certain is that I am getting the heck out of dodge for a while, with P in tow.  Seriously, I’ve been cooped up for two days and it is time to get out and do something, rain or no rain.