My Escape Artist
I see the arms swinging,
I know it's time for bed.
So, I as always, grab her and
begin to swaddle.
It's time to sleep.
NO! I can tell she wants
nothing to do with this.
Well love, you must get
swaddled so you get comfortable,
so you can sleep without crying.
Her left arm minutes in
escapes. like always.
She begins to whine -
I…