Charlotte woke up an hour early this morning at 6 a.m. (Darn you, Daylight Savings Time!) She had soaked through her pajamas down to her sheets, so we tried to get her to rest in our bed.
That plan didn’t work out so well.
She ended up taking an earlier nap than usual that afternoon, so by five o’clock, she was painfully crabby. She was crying just to cry, and not even an offer for milk or Horseland cheered her up.
But then, Daddy offered Charlotte a carrot. This carrot.
Finally, I couldn’t pass up the chance to turn this into a public service announcement.