I don't understand babies. Today being Sunday, we all went to church. Isabella, my 31/2 month-old daughter, was tired and somewhat cranky before we left, but I assumed she would fall asleep on the way. I was wrong. Ten minutes into the service I had to take her out. I fed her, bounced her, did everything I could to get her to sleep, but she was too tired to sleep. Eventually I decided to leave early, as there was no chance I would be able to attend the rest of the meetings. I put her in her bassinet at home, and she went right to sleep without even a whimper of protest.
I love my daughter more than anything, but she seriously hampers my lifestyle.
