Itchy Skin

"My skin is falling off!" JG screamed. I turn to look at RJ's clock, 11:42pm. It was going to be another long night. At this rate, we were going to get woken up at least 3 more times with cries of "I need more lotion." For some reason, my happy baby was blessed with severe eczema. It breaks my heart when she asks me, "Why did Jesus give me itchy skin?" Or tells me in a sweet voice, "I wish I had soft skin." At one point, we were waking up so often to put lotion on her that we were quite sleep deprived. RJ grabbed lotion and went to help her one night when thankfully I turned on the light before he could apply it: Thankfully she is tough and doesn't let her "itchy skin" slow her down.