It was another "Calgon take me away" kind of day...

So, as I think about the day that I had today with Dax, one question comes to mind. How can a human being that gets 12 hours of sleep at night and 3-4 naps a day, be so grouchy. I mean, seriously. Non stop fussing, whining kind of grouchiness. Maybe it's teething...not sure, but he was going to town on his Sophie today. I will cut him some slack if that's what it is because that's not fun. It's just that, on top of all the fussiness, I had a headache today, so the high pitched screams in my ear didn't help. But that's besides the point. If I got 15 hours of sleep a day, I think I would be a ray of sunshine. Yes, I make him do tummy time, yoga, practice trying to roll again, and sit, but seriously. He's got it pretty good. I feed him...on demand. If a toy is out of his reach, I bring it to him. If he poops, I clean it up pretty immediately. We giggle, and play, and...I can't believe I'm admitting this...watch a little TV. Life is good. I'm hoping he just woke up on the wrong side of the crib this morning because tomorrow, we're getting out of the house. It's a good thing I love him so much!