Spencer’s a mess. He hasn’t had his afternoon nap for about 5 days. Church, me working and sundry other items have kept him from a good nap. Yesterday was my first day off with nothign in the afternoon so I settled for battle and waved my white flag around 4 (he’d been down for about an hour vasilating between singing and yelling and crying). Today, I was set for war. He just went to sleep after about an hour and a half of pure crying torture (the Chinese tried it). Nighty night little soldier, you’ve done your best, but mommies always win. It’s in the rulebook. I love you.