"Hayley, please.." Savannah murmured, a look of concern on her face as she and her husband wrestled with the wiggling, fussy child.

It was a rare occasion that Hayley threw a tantrum or got herself worked up, the little Diggory was generally a happy baby. But tonight, 'the terrible two's' seemed to be in affect as the overly tired twenty-two month old faught, kicking and screaming as her parents tried dressing her.

"Hayley Ann," Curt sighed, “That‘s enough.”

Clearly, it was time for bed.

“Shhh, calm down, love.” Vannah whispered, stroking Hayley’s cheeks as Curt zipped up her footie pajamas.