As I type...

...Ella is in her room screaming. Shouldn't it get easier to let her "cry it out" by now? In between sobs, she is eeking out "Mommy,...(sob sob) I... (sob sob)...don't want (sob sob)... to (sob sob)... take... a... nap. Dare I even point out this is no nap, it's bedtime! Seriously- anyone? After explaining her predicament, she just screams. Am I just the weakest mom alive? One thing is for sure, when Ella is in my shoes, I'll whip this blog out so fast her head will spin. I can pretty much guarantee I'll be in her room in a couple minutes after I can't distract myself with this any longer...