We're gonna rage around the clock tonight......

Well it wasn't really tonight but the other night Sweetie was in fine form! She'd woken up crying because she had to pee. So the obvious fix for this would be to go the bathroom, right? One would think. However, this infuriated her to no end & she started crying & hollering as soon as I sat her down. She'd almost have you believe you were mistaken, that she did not in fact need to do any such thing, were it not for the violent stream of urine I could hear hitting the water. Thinking I'd now wrap up this little visit, I got her pj's back in order and started to carry her back to bed. Wrong again. She was still furious. Something about the pants or underpants or pj's was wrong. Too rimply. or was it rumbly? Either way, I was screwed! Hoping she'd be tired & drift back to sleep once I got her back in bed, I proceeded to tuck her in but she just kicked off the blankets, still mad about the rimpli/rumbli-ness. So I try to rearrange her clothing to see if that might mollify her. Negative. THAT'S NOT HOW I DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!! She had herself worked up to a pretty good frenzy at this point so I just laid there with her, trying to wait it out. Tears were streaming down her face. I felt bad for the poor little thing & wiped her cheeks. MY TEARS!!!!!!! I WANT MY TEARS! PUT THEM BACK!!!!!!!!! If I could have squeezed a drop out of the sleeve I'd used, I totally would have. The volume & intensity of this little fit was UNbelievable. Murray was sure I'd skewered her with a hot poker and came up to put an end to the torture, only to find out I was the one suffering! She was still going strong & I'd run out of "soothing" ideas so I decided to let him work his magic on her. Not ten minutes later he came stomping down the stairs with the screams of "MY TEAAAAAAAAAAAARS!!" following behind him. I let her stew for a little while. I turned on her light to see if maybe that would help. I asked if she wanted to go sleep in my bed for awhile. That got her attention but she was still pretty keen on the screaming thing. I closed her door & left & got myself ready for bed. When I came back & asked again, she was ready & settled right down. We got in bed, said some prayers and after awhile she was ready to go sleep in her bed.