Maddie has been a little scary monster at bedtime lately. A nocturnal Tasmanian Devil. A night-time demon. A cute demon, but a demon nonetheless. She screams, yells, cries, and does anything within her power to get out of her bed.Only a couple months ago she was the model child at bedtime. She would lay down and go to sleep without a peep, and Heather and I got long quiet evenings together.
Then something happened. Not sure what, and it's probably just a phase, but she's ornery as a mule at bedtime.
Yesterday we put her back in bed at least ten times, and each time she just got up and walked into the hallway, lingering just outside our view.
We figure everyone's schedule will be turned upside down when we move, so we really aren't trying too hard to attack this problem.
But it's wiping us out.
2 comments:
I have a feeling Maddie is sensing the immiment changes in your lives. They know much more than we think. You're wise to ignore it until the big move. And yes, she'd be cute no matter the behavior. :)
Oh, goodness, I have been there. It is so hard. And so tiring. And so frustrating. But it's also a stage and it will disappear. Meanwhile, toothpicks are a good and valid option for keeping your eyes open during the day.
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