The Power of Jinx

No sooner had I typed that very word in response to Drew's email inquiry regarding naps, Emmy started moaning, groaning, whining, hooting like an owl, louder, Louder, LOUDER!!! because she did not want to nap anymore, effectively waking Rosa up from the first almost normal-sized nap she's had in over a week.  Rosa is teething, no not teething, TEETHING!  Like some mix of the exorcist and the grumpy old men in the balcony on The Muppets.  Seriously, she's standing in her crib booing and throwing tomatoes at me while chewing the paint off her crib rail all while I'm softly singing lullabies.  Why oh why Great Lord of the Jinx?  WWWHHHHHYYYYY?????