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It's 3:30 and Henry's actively refusing to nap. That plus the fact that he woke up a lot last night means I'm a little groggy. It also means I'm desperate for him to take a nap, any kind of nap. I put him down (again) five minutes ago and the crying seems to have subsided so my wish may be coming to fruition. I'm supposed to be making meatballs for spaghetti tonight but I think it may be time to call in the reinforcements. (The reinforcements being anyone who will deliver food to our door.)

Is anyone else tired of the extreme cold weather? Henry and I have been cooped up (with the exception of playgroup and grocery shopping) since Saturday because it's too cold to go for walks around the neighborhood. It's very demoralizing. It's also a little difficult to come up with new and exciting activities to pass the time. Today we read every single one of his books. Yesterday we wreaked havoc with his crayons and even colored a little. What do you do with a 17 month old kid when you're stuck inside? Any suggestions?

It's still quiet upstairs. I'm going to seize this opportunity to go crash on the couch.

I shouldn't have written those last two sentences. He's crying again. So....Dave, when are you coming home?