Poor Ivy. She's deprived of naps a lot of days. School for Max gets out at an awkward time for naps...too early to put her to bed before and have her wake up in time, and too late to really put her to bed afterwards. So, most days, I just have to try to get her in bed around 11:30ish (super early) and then wake her up when it's time to go.
The problem is that she's related to me, and waking up is just not our favorite activity. (wish I didn't pass that gene along)
The other thing about Ivy is that she's really hard to get dressed. :)
She insists on wearing dresses...skirts are unexceptable, jeans are abhorred...even leggings under a dress are shunned. It's seriously war to get her dressed in the morning. Then once she's dressed...she has to take it off to play dress up, and the battle has to be fought again in an hour or so.
I'm kind of over it, to be honest. So, yep, I'm the mom that brings her daughter to after-school pick-up in dress-up garb (so tacky!) or her "Balle-ween-atard" (as she calls it). I hate myself, but when I'm rushing to get her down for a nap early, I can't fight the fight then...and I certainly can't fight the fight immediately upon waking her up (she's ornery like her mom x 23).
Reason for writing this down is this: I told Ives that I needed her to test out Scarlet's crib for me (we had to MacGuyver the crib because we lost all the hardware to our crib (HAPPY!) and then had to use a few grains of rice to completely make it work...ps, how do you spell MacGuyver?). I wanted to make sure that the crib wouldn't come crashing down with my brand new newborn in it. So, she got to take a special nap in Scarlet's crib to make sure it was safe. haha. She was super excited. (no fight going to bed) however, she was dressed like a balleweena, hair and all. whatever. But I walked in the room to wake her up so we could pick up Max...and her little bum made me laugh so hard, I had to take a picture. She calls these Veggies...hilarious.
There's a random story for you.
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