It has been an hour and a half and she has cried and screamed to the point of exhaustion. So below is a picture of Emma, taking her nap at the table. Little does she know mommy is regaining my own energy for this battle. When she wakes up that plate will still be there waiting for her to take her bite. I sound horrible don't I? I am sure my mom felt the same way many times but knew it was for my own good. This is one of those days I wish I could call mom and tell her I was sorry and that I knew all those times I threw a fit she was only looking out for me.

