rory's better now, but i fear we are entering the terrible twos. for real.

yesterday when i picked her up at school, she pretty much cried the whole way home. there was a brief respite from the tears when we went over to visit lis and alice (you know-different toys to play with and all). then when i told her it was time to go home, the crying started up again. with just a few breaks in the waterworks, she cried when i told her i had to go vote, cried when i told her we would have dinner when i got home, cried when i told her dinner was ready, cried when we asked her if she was done with her pasta, cried when we got her ready for bed, cried when i was singing and rocking her in her bedroom, cried because i didn't understand that she didn't want a song outside of her crib but wanted one after i laid her in the crib. sheesh.

anyway, she went to sleep with no problem, slept through the night, and in the morning we could hear her happy voice on the walkie talkie, then we could hear her jumping up and down in her crib. must have had a good sleep and i can only assume that whatever trauma had caused her distress yesterday somehow disappeared overnight. thank god.

we'll see what happens this afternoon.