just when does one move from the perfectly normal desire to entertain and appease the baby to complete insanity?
just a moment ago, i was jogging in circles around ellie's nursery, flailing my arms and legs, shaking my head and singing, "happy, happy, joy, joy! happy, happy, joy! happy, happy, joy, joy, joy!" over and over again in an attempt to get her to stop crying.
also, it doesn't work to eat wheat thins in the shower. they tend to sog.