Babies Do Not Nap On Command...

Neither do dogs.

Today things just caught up with me. I am so tired. The beans don't really have any sympathy for the whole "Mama-is-tired" thing. They just keep on going like they always do and expect me to keep up.

We went to a unit social event today and the little bean was the life of the party. She talked and laughed and giggled and was just her charming little self. Everyone was completely in love with her. It was disgusting. :) Again, proof that she has her father's personality. I guess that is better than having my anti-social personality.

The only bad thing is her continued spitting up. In the span of 2.5 hours, she had covered three outfits and two bibs in spit-up. She also spit up on my legs, both shoulders, and down the front of my chest. When we left the event the bean was wearing only her diaper and I smelled like

soured milk.

Here is the little bean working very hard on her tummy time. Look at her fat little knee!