Post 130

"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Mom, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to put you down for a nap and let you slumber."

Ah, life.

Stella, you can be a lot of work. There's tears and fussing and wailing. And unexplained tiredness when I have something fun planned. There's waking up at 6:30 in the morning when it's still dark outside. What is that all about?

Of course, there's also the kisses and hugs that you give. The pats on the back and your cheeks that always smell like maple syrup even though you never eat it.

Regardless, you're taking a nap.