I love my daughter. I do. More than anything in this world. But there are times where I just want to throw my hands up and say “fuck it”. Last night was one of those nights. After her bath, she jumped all the way to her bedroom with the duckie towel sitting on her head. At some point, she looked up at me and the following conversation took place:

Scarlett: Mommy, cold.

Me: Of course, you’re cold. You didn’t want to wear the Minnie robe. You wanted the duckie towel and it’s not even wrapped around you.

Scarlett: Mommy, cold.

Me: I know. Let’s put on jammies and you won’t be cold anymore.

Scarlett: Cold

Me: I get it. Let’s put on jammies. But this was your decision.

She proceeded to hop into her room, giggling, creating more wind – thereby exposing more skin to the air which – in turn – MADE HER COLD.

I got a diaper on her then the epic decision of pajammas began. I went through all of the available pajammas getting a resounding “no” from her each time. When I got to the end, I asked, “Do you want to go naked?” So I put on the pink bow pajammas and called it a day. She, of course, upset that I had chosen for her, cried. Then we started the whole process again with the socks.

She drives me insane but she might also be the cutest thing ever.I mean really. The cutest thing ever. 

Even given that, I wasn’t looking forward to my weekend alone taking care of my toddler. I have so much to do to get ready for her party next weekend that the thought of being alone while Ross is in New Hampshire was kinda stressing me out.

Then, while scrolling through my feed this morning I found this…

It made me feel so much better! Also, the nanny wiping out is amazing. I feel your pain lady!