Elsa has been growing like a weed and gets more adorable with each passing day. I have taken to calling her a peach because of her fuzzy hair. I tell Errol about her day, and more recently her fussiness when he gets home at night, his response...your peach just isn't ripe yet I guess!
Errol went back to work on the 21st and that was the day Elsa decided to start her fussy afternoons. The kid just does not like to nap in the afternoon and has been known to go 6 hours without so much as an eyelid droop. I guess this wouldn't be so much of a problem, if she would be content in anything other than moms arms...but she's not, my left shoulder is her perch of choice. Try as we might she does not like any of her 3 slings or the vibrating baby seat...strange huh?
Elsa has been growing like a weed and gets more adorable with each passing day. I have taken to calling her a peach because of her fuzzy hair. I tell Errol about her day, and more recently her fussiness when he gets home at night, his response...your peach just isn't ripe yet I guess!
Errol went back to work on the 21st and that was the day Elsa decided to start her fussy afternoons. The kid just does not like to nap in the afternoon and has been known to go 6 hours without so much as an eyelid droop. I guess this wouldn't be so much of a problem, if she would be content in anything other than moms arms...but she's not, my left shoulder is her perch of choice. Try as we might she does not like any of her 3 slings or the vibrating baby seat...strange huh?
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