Being Four is Hard

It just is. After a morning of playing, an afternoon of school, and an exhausting trip to Sam's Club, Milena just needed to take a little nap in the van.

She didn't wake up when all the boys yelled at her or when I emptied the van of hats, jackets and foodstuffs. After 10 minutes she popped up her head, got out of the van and went into the house, happy as a clam (at least until she started fighting with her brothers).