When I woke up, I had my daughter's arm pressing into my chest, and her in my face, saying, "sippy sippy sippy sippy." Cartoons on Qubo were playing, and it was 8:30. Normally she lets me sleep until at least 9:00. But it's alright, because I went to bed relatively early, and I didn't have a single nightmare (thank you God). So I got up and she followed me into the kitchen. I fixed her a sippy, and a sausage biscuit thing (which she ate a few bites of then threw on the floor), and set her in her highchair. I had my leftover bowl of macaroni noodles, then cleaned her up, and papa got her out so she could play. We didn't stay out there long; I really wanted to come back in here and lay over the ac vent and read a bit. Now we are watching The Little Mermaid, and it is 10:00. I am still a little sleepy, and my wrist still hurts real bad. I am also working on potty training also, so wish me luck. I am determined to get her out of diapers and into big girl panties. I just wish I knew when she had to go potty. And that I didn't have to clean up the messes. Well, that's all for now.
xo.
H.
The LORD is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation. Shouts of joy and victory resound in the tents of the righteous: "The LORD's right hand has done mighty things! The LORD's right hand is lifted high; the LORD's right hand has done mighty things!"
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