DIEM'S Nemesis

Your first thought is probably nox noctis {night}.

But this is not a story about opposites. It is a bittersweet tale of Diem's clash with a tree.

Diem really likes the tree on her play mat. She enjoys the bright green color,the crinkly paper noise it makes, and its delicious taste {I assume this fact because it is always dripping with her drool}.

So why would something she loves so much be her nemesis?

Well, it is stitched to the play mat. And no matter how hard Diem tries {she is very persistent} the tree will not come along with her everywhere she rolls. This has caused her to express an emotion we have not yet seen-frustration. Oh boy, does she get mad. She squeals and cries, tries to eat it and pull it off, and squeals and cries some more.

{Tree, come over here I have to show you something really cool}

{You win this round, Tree.}