Hey, slacker?

For you faithful readers (my 3 faithful readers) you might have noticed I have been slow on posting recently. "Why?" you ask.

This is why:
She is making me tired...very, very tired.

Her picture pretty much says, "Hi, my name is Elyn and I am two. I get kicks out of trying to break glass with my ear-piercing screams, see if I actually cause my mom to pull her hair out, show off the force at which I can throw my body on the floor and see how many times during the day I can BEG "hold you me" to my already fragile mom."

I would like to thank God, in this public forum, for giving me the gift of amnesia. "Thank you for not allowing me to remember this horrendous stage with Nora."

When I put Elyn in her bed at night, the very last thing that I have a desire to do is rehash all the "fun" we had on my blog. I'm tired folks...tired and cranky....tired, cranky and emotional. (Matthew is loving all of those emotions right now.)

I'm tired because I'm nearing 33 and my two-year-old has enough energy and stamina to impress a liter of puppies (and her 3.5 year-old sister still requires some attention too).

I am cranky because I have had to discipline my two-year-old 246,319 times during the day.

I am emotional because I hate all the disciplining and think I'm probably scarring my baby girl (even though I know I'm not...I know, I know...it's for her own good).

So, there you go. In about a year I will pick up the posting, when she has calmed down.

But we'll probably have other issues then.

Parenting...not for the weak or spineless.