Rachel woke up at 5:30 a.m. this morning, crying. I couldn't get her to stop, so Drew gave her a bottle (unusually early) and baby Tylenol (for teething, she sounded as if she was in pain) but nothing worked. Apparently she decided that if SHE was up at 5:30, the whole household had to be up, too.
So now Drew has to drive to Seattle on about 4 hours of sleep, and I have to finish a huge story for the paper's arts & entertainment section. But Rachel doesn't care. She knows she rules the house -- at least until she starts walking and talking and we can tell her to go to bed and stay there until mommy and daddy wake up.
Grump.
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good luck getting through the day!
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