Lily is having a rough day.

She spends about 30 minutes crawling around (in her half assed, downward-dog kinda way), complaining and grunting all the time, then finally breaking down into dramatic tears, her whole body racked with sobs. So, I go get her, cuddle her for a while as she sucks her thumb and whimpers pathetically, sometimes needing nursing, and either falls asleep or decides that she's ready to play again, and it starts all over.

She's slept more today then she has in a long time and, as a result, we're not going to get the groceries done today. Ah well, these things are not as important as learning how to crawl. At least the laundry is getting done! Yea!

Anyway, my girly is getting frustrated again and so I'm off to give mommy comfort...