This being a parent of a toddler thing is exhausting. Between the bi-polar mood swings and the overwhelming lack of fear for her own enclosing doom... I spend a lot of time being freaked out and stressed beyond normal barriers.
Yesterday she fell down some stairs just walking, then did a daredevil jump off the side of the rocking chair that didn't end well 20 minutes later and spent the time inbetween crying hysterically and then giggling and jumping on the couch.
I just never know what to expect. I feel like I live with Robin Williams or something.