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March 30, 2008

suckapants

Tess has been having a hard time getting to sleep in her own bed lately and I'm dead set against her sleeping in our bed. She pleads with me that monkeys are in her bed and monsters etc. I'm pretty hard nosed about it and sometimes Dan will go in her room with her for a while but not me. I let her crash with me Thursday night because Dan worked late but her toes ended up in my ribcage and I'm just not tolerant. I like my sleep and my space.

Tonight I put her in bed determined to make her stay in her own room no matter what. I told Dan that even though it sounds like she's dying in there, she depends on us to set boundaries for her and that we must remain strong against her wishes to destroy our sleep. We must leave her in her room. She's safe, she's just being a little asshole and we need to prevail. I think I had him sold on this too. What happened next was funny.

Jake got suckered in. We giggled as we heard them in her room talking. Then after a few minutes Jake knocked on our door.

Jake: mom? Tess is sad and she won't go to sleep.
me: ha. sucker. that's why we were letting her scream.
Jake: but...
Dan: but nothing. you figure out a way to deal with her. HA!
Jake: yea but...there's a bug named fluff on her wall and it's about to crawl on her mirror.
me: she doesn't have a mirror.

Dan got up and went to read her a story.

I'm the one who loses in this situation though because I don't sleep well until he's here so I have to wait for her to sleep first anyway. Oh well...at least the blog got updated.

sweet dreams!

Posted by krystal at March 30, 2008 10:03 PM

Comments

Ha ha ha...a bug named fluff. Jeebus I can't wait to have kids...syke! Maybe she needs a stuffed animal that she only gets at bedtime...like a person to sleep with. WTF do I know though...I ain't got no kids.

Posted by: Sarah at March 31, 2008 12:43 AM

Mine started crawling out the crib, so I put a tent on it and now its a jail. She ain't coming out anytime soon. I love my sleep. She screamed, "mommy i nakey butt" today, which is how she's been getting me to come get her, but I decided to ignore it. After naptime, I opened to door to a horrendous smell. She'd been kind enough to take her diaper off and dump the poop on the floor, and then put her clothes back on, which she had peed in. So, I've proved that even with kids, you don't know WTF you know.

Posted by: manda at April 1, 2008 2:06 AM

you should put some head phones on her head just before she goes to sleep and play some 2pac. just snap the ipod on to the "all eyez on me" album and let it play on repeat. this will no doubt relax her significantly and all fears of monsters will be assuaged.

one side effect might be she comes out of her room in the morning saying in her lil high pitched voice "picture me rolling, nigga!" but, hey, you have to figure out what's more important: sleep or educating your youngest daughter on the finer points of hip-hop classics.

Posted by: shep at April 2, 2008 9:09 PM