Cordy came down with a cold over the weekend, and along with the fountain of snot and coughing came an inhuman resistance to authority. She’s been more grumpy than normal, and suggestions of doing anything that might be good for her are met with a hissing “Nnnnnoooo!”
The other night, she was clearly tired, but any attempts to convince her it was bedtime ended in screaming. Seeing the pure exhaustion in her face, we knew it was only a matter of time, so we let the issue drop, expecting her to fall asleep on the couch when she finally couldn’t take it anymore. But she knew the couch meant bedtime, too, and so she continued fighting her body until she could no longer fight.
This is where she gave up the battle:
In other news, I had the unpleasant experience of being in a minor car accident yesterday. Nothing like a fender-bender while pregnant to scare the bejeebus out of you. You can read the whole story over at Family.com.