I love my daughter, but on the fourth day of my four day weekend, we have hit our breaking point. At least mine anyway. I cannot pick up anymore toys, fetch anymore food, place her on the cabinets to look at the candy, say no, run her up to the potty to have her run out, carry her down the stairs or change another dvd. She has pushed all the available buttons and I give up. I am ready to go back to work. We still have a bath and bed time to go. She should go right to bed since she had to have read how happy I was she was napping yesterday and decided that she would not nap today and is now a total bear breaking down over the littlest things.