Nap Time Apocalypse
The nap-time saga continues. Full force. Yesterday was a struggle the apocalypse of all nap-time disagreements. Things with nap-time got bad. Like, Jerry Springer Bad… Nathan pulled out his theatrical skills and dramatics, screamed like an irate banshee, yanked out handfuls of my hair and tossed it around the room like confetti, and there were tears. Lots …
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