I'm a wee bit tired today. So is Adam.
Believe it or not, it's not because the girls were bouncing off the ceiling on sugar highs all night. Nor is it because we were bouncing off the ceiling from sugar highs.
Nope, it's because Little A had a middle-of-the-night tantrum. Yep, that's right. In the middle of the night!
You see, she has suddenly decided to potty train herself at night. Until a week ago, she was happy to fill her pull-up with pee while she slept. Last week, she began waking up at night and calling us to take her to the bathroom. Okay, no problem. We went through this with Big A when she began night-time potty training. It goes with the territory.
But last night, the call for help wasn't for a bathroom run. It was to fix her blankets. Little A has always been very particular about her blankets. She has, up until last night. refused to sleep under her covers. Instead, she has slept on top, covered by one of her baby blankets. Last winter this whole arrangement got a bit out of control when she worked her way up from 1 to 5 blankets, which had to be arranged in a certain order, in a certain configuration each night, until Adam put his foot down and limited her to one blanket to stop the madness (delayed bedtime, shrieking fits when all was not perfect, etc.). This weirdo child also likes to have her head covered entirely by blankets (as someone mildly claustraphobic, just the thought of this gives me chills), but the blanket she currently favours is no longer big enough to cover her from head to foot. So in the middle of the night, she had Adam and I getting up multiple times to fix her blanket, get her a second baby blanket, and then FINALLY, when Adam was ready to toss Little A, her blankets and her entire bed out the window, she agreed to sleep under her quilt and sheets, like 'a big girl'. Sigh! At least in the end it was a victory. Next, we're hoping she'll give up the side railing on her bed, which makes bed making a friggin' pain-in-the-ass.
Fortunately, I have a winner to announce for my Cutco Knife Giveaway: Devyn!! Please email me (erica AT healthcounsellingtoronto DOT com) your full name and mailing address and you will be shipped your new knife directly. Congratulations and thank you to everyone who entered.
Believe it or not, it's not because the girls were bouncing off the ceiling on sugar highs all night. Nor is it because we were bouncing off the ceiling from sugar highs.
Nope, it's because Little A had a middle-of-the-night tantrum. Yep, that's right. In the middle of the night!
You see, she has suddenly decided to potty train herself at night. Until a week ago, she was happy to fill her pull-up with pee while she slept. Last week, she began waking up at night and calling us to take her to the bathroom. Okay, no problem. We went through this with Big A when she began night-time potty training. It goes with the territory.
But last night, the call for help wasn't for a bathroom run. It was to fix her blankets. Little A has always been very particular about her blankets. She has, up until last night. refused to sleep under her covers. Instead, she has slept on top, covered by one of her baby blankets. Last winter this whole arrangement got a bit out of control when she worked her way up from 1 to 5 blankets, which had to be arranged in a certain order, in a certain configuration each night, until Adam put his foot down and limited her to one blanket to stop the madness (delayed bedtime, shrieking fits when all was not perfect, etc.). This weirdo child also likes to have her head covered entirely by blankets (as someone mildly claustraphobic, just the thought of this gives me chills), but the blanket she currently favours is no longer big enough to cover her from head to foot. So in the middle of the night, she had Adam and I getting up multiple times to fix her blanket, get her a second baby blanket, and then FINALLY, when Adam was ready to toss Little A, her blankets and her entire bed out the window, she agreed to sleep under her quilt and sheets, like 'a big girl'. Sigh! At least in the end it was a victory. Next, we're hoping she'll give up the side railing on her bed, which makes bed making a friggin' pain-in-the-ass.
Fortunately, I have a winner to announce for my Cutco Knife Giveaway: Devyn!! Please email me (erica AT healthcounsellingtoronto DOT com) your full name and mailing address and you will be shipped your new knife directly. Congratulations and thank you to everyone who entered.
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