I'd rather be sleeping.

Unless we're having pizza, meat with chips and cheese, cheeseburgers, chicken or fish nuggets, or fruit that she likes Shelbie is usually not a happy camper at dinner time. Tonight, like a lot of nights, I told her that she had to sit at the counter and finish her meal before she could get down. Well, I guess falling asleep was a more appealing option cause that's exactly what she did. When I went to take her up stairs to her bed she started crying that she was hungry and that she wanted a cheeseburger. Needless to say I had to stop myself from cracking up.