And boy does she kick ass.
Last night Livvie refused to go to sleep. She fussed and threw tantrums and worked it for all she was worth.
At one point the three of us were on the bed, I had Livvie sitting up on my lap, and she drew in some air and screamed. Then she stopped, opened her eyes, looked at Rich, looked at me, saw that neither of us were jumping up to call the president, and screamed again.
I told her that Jimmy Carter is not on speed dial.
She drew another big breath and then....fell asleep.
This is all so odd.