I went though the day thinking it was the 29th - the cool thing about it is that it's summer - so who cares!

Scarlett and I are having a battle of the wills lately. She is such a picky eater and I'm really sick of it - so when she won't eat, I'm making her stay at the table until she takes a bite. Tonight we sat and looked at each other for 40 minutes until she ate one bean and one bite of chicken. FORTY MINUTES. We've also done this with carrots and grilled cheese previously. I don't know if what I'm doing is right, but it seems to make sense. There is probably some evidence that by me doing this she'll turn into some sort of freakazoid adult and have to go through therapy.