evelyn. sweetie.

I love you, I love you more than I have ever imagined loving anyone, I think you are endlessly fascinating and delightful and gorgeous and sweet and if you don't stop screaming at me, I am going to cry piteously and do you want that on your conscience? THERE IS NOTHING WRONG. YOU JUST NEED A NAP.

Parenthood? Some days are better than others... and I guess it's just as well that I didn't finish the entry I was writing at 2:30 this morning.

(She actually is asleep now, finally, or I wouldn't have been able to post this, but it was a long, hard struggle.)