Today my children woke up at 6:00 a.m.
Their nights have evened out since we put GQ in the room, and everyone has been much pleasanter. I have enjoyed this.
But today, it was 6:00 a.m.
E knows she is not supposed to get out of bed until 7:00, so she:
-gets off her bed
-opens the door
-slams the door
-runs to our room
-looks at the digital clock
-runs back to her room
-opens the door
-slams the door
-gets back on her bed
Lather, Wash, Repeat.
Or something like that.
Unfortunately, after one or so of these sessions, the whole room is awake.
Like a good mother, I kept my eyes glued shut each time she came to check the time in our room so that she would think I was sleeping. Who wants to start the routine at 6:00 a.m.?
Justin, however, made the mistake of smiling at her at about 6:30... round three or four of the cycle.
"Wait," said E, once aware of this exciting development, "I need to go get M."
And when M leaves the room, GQ yells: "AAAAAHHHHHHHH" at the top of his lungs.
Or something like that.
Good morning everyone.
Needless to say, by 2:00 pm I had the following experiences:
M was kicking and screaming in the middle of the floor at Grandma's because someone gave her a piece of paper that - GASP - had been ripped.
E was hyperventilating because she could not draw a flag with white stars. Both Grandma and I tried to help her by coloring around empty white spaces.
I was mean.
And Grandma "didn't know as much as her."
Finally, I decided to go home. Within 10 minutes everyone except GQ, who took a lovely nap at Grandma's, had fallen asleep.
I radioed in our impending arrival and Justin and I transferred the girls to their beds.
When E looked up at me, I stated:
"It is time for bed. Go to sleep."
Later, when she had to use the bathroom, we let her out. Then, I let her put on jammies and have a snack.
E looked up at us happily. After all, it's really special when your parents make allowances for you and let you hang out with them after bedtime.
"Mom, I never get to eat this late at night," she said.
Let me tell you, I am very lucky E can't tell time on analog clocks yet.
Because it was only 6:30.
2 comments:
I witnessed all of this. Comical.
Who cares what time it is....
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