This is what I'm currently staring at:
That's M's polka-dotted bum in the air as she stands on her head. She's been doing this for the past twenty minutes instead of sleeping. I'm surprised she hasn't passed out from all the blood rushing to her head.
I have a sneaking suspicion that she's mooning me on purpose. She knows how badly I want her to go to sleep. She knows how much it annoys me when she won't let her body be calm at bedtime. And she knows that there's not a damn thing I can do about it cause I'm nursing Vivi and don't want to risk waking her up to admonish Madeline.
She knows. She knows it all. Asses up, ma! Your move!
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