Monday

Maria is off to her Two Year appointment tomorrow and I am happy to say that Mike is taking her, not me. She has to get shots and - I just know she'll be horrible. Maybe he can get her an oreo or something for right after? I'll be glad when all these damned shots are done, sheesh. She is as crazy as ever this week, up at the crack of dawn, but now she isn't napping well either. We are trying to figure it out and someday, we will. I keep thinking we'll move her into her toddler bed sometime this year. I don't think she's ready yet, but I'm going to move it up to her room and get her used to the idea. I dream that maybe when she moves to her bed, she'll want to sleep in. Ha! I'll keep you posted. :)