My daughter's so sweet

I think Emily is trying to make me feel better. I've had a pretty hellacious morning. I've been yelled at (literally) twice, had two people make comments on what I'm wearing ("oh, didn't you get the email about not wearing jeans today?" News flash, black capri pants AREN'T jeans), and told that my pregnancy is making me look "just awful" but it will get worse so I should just get over it. I happen to think I've looked pretty cute the last week or so but it's always nice to hear jerks tell you how horribly wrong you are. All of this on top of the fact that I have to be at work dealing with some people I really don't like and truly have no respect for which is normal but today is taking a bigger toll on me.

Anyhow, Emmy is usually really active at night but this morning she's in there doing cartwheels which always cracks me up. So I've decided that she's trying to cheer me up. She's such a sweet kid. lol.