Daddy's Lil' Helper
Grandpa, Anna and I have been splitting shifts with Frankie for the past week. Grandpa comes by in the morning, Anna takes the early evening, and I cover the swing shift. Frankie is an angel for his Grandpa, and until last night, his mom has been blessed with mostly good behavior. Seems the boy has reserved his loudest, fiercest tantrums for the wee hours. I had to teach this evening, so Anna switched shifts with me last night so I could get some sleep. When I got up this morning, she was bleary-eyed and frazzled. Tonight, I discovered the magic of the Fisher Price Nature's Touch Cradle Swing. It's probably a little too early to be saying this, but at this point, it seems like a frickin' godsend. Still, I'm keeping my fingers crossed.