Some days things don’t go as planned.

Some days Emma is three minutes away from a full on two hour nap, when the deck cleaning guy arrives and rings the doorbell and the dogs bark like crazy and my work phone starts ringing and Emma starts crying and the nap goes down the tubes along with my list of to do items for work and I wonder why in the hell I ever in a million years thought this arrangement would work.

Today is one of those days.