Frustration at its Finest

Any parent who doesn’t actually strangle their child during the agonizing two hours of naptime while their 2-almost-3-year-old does absolutely everything in her power to DRIVE HER PARENT CRAZY is a saint.

I must be a saint.

The fact that I let Julie’s nap rebellion slide without so much as a spanking even in my pre-Prozac days is a damn near miracle.

Granted, I’ve gone through half a Symphony chocolate bar trying to distract myself, but God bless me for my patient ways.

I most definitely better be earning my cozy seat in heaven.

**Yanks hair out while eyeball is twitching.**

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