Well, the little one stopped her howling, poor little angel. I just tried to imagine what she needed and it seemed like she just needed ME. Just being there to comfort her. I think she was super pissed off that her throat was all mucusy and that she kept sneezing. I finally got her to fall asleep in my arms and I put her down on the floor on honey's soft In-N-Out blanket. She slept for awhile and later on, she actually played on the floor under her kick gym and sucked on her binky, so I think she's doing better. And she's swinging away, half asleep, right now. Whew.

Now, if I could only figure out why the boy has decided to stop napping. Two days in a row now, he lies in his crib and hollers, kicking the wall and moving the crib away from the wall with each kick. Little booger.

I must say, the big twins were SO DAMNED GOOD for me this morning. God must know just how much I can handle, because I had a screaming 3-month-old baby on my lap for at least three hours, and the other kids were delightful. They played together, they didn't fight, they didn't hit each other, they giggled, they watched Elmo, they imitated Mr. Noodle's dance, they were awesome. Hopefully little boy blue didn't wear himself out doing his Nap Protest, and they'll have a decent afternoon, too. I think we'll go out in our dirt yard (hee!) and play for awhile.