This is on top of a baby who randomly decided to nap strike today - and I'm talking full-on, blow-it-out-of-the-water, I'm not sleeping, 'nothin-no-way, no-how, nap. I'm half surprised that Scotty didn't stick his tongue out at me at one point, when I checked on him for the one millionth time.
I'd like to think I would be in the right state of mind to handle a nap strike, but due to the aforementioned situation, I am not. So I am leaving. I am putting Scotty in the car, we are going to Pier One and we are going to look at throw pillows to pass some time until he decides to go sleepy-time tonight. And maybe I'll smell some candles, too. I need a little bit of serenity now.
Grrr....