I'm a Little Snot

Quite literally.  My nose is still a bit runny, and it makes it hard to breathe.  That makes me cranky.  And when I'm cranky, I make life difficult for everyone around me.

I stayed with Daddy yesterday.  He said that I was rough and that I wore him out.  I think he was exaggerating, but that's another subject all together. 

Mommy had trouble getting me to eat last night.  I just didn't feel like cooperating.  I ate about half a jar of peaches, but then she was trying to get me to go to sleep and I threw it all up (all over Mommy).  I screamed and yelled for about 30 minutes before Mommy was able to get me to sleep.  Then, in the night, I managed to wriggle free of my sleep positioner.