Helen has been waking up very early lately. Around 6 or 6:30. And, because we’re trying to get her potty-trained, we haven’ t been gating her into her room. This means that she comes wandering into our room and over to my side of the bed at this egregious hour. Ugh.
Last night, we headed up to bed after watching the weather on the 10 o’clock news, hopeful that almost an additional hour of sleep would help. But there she was, at 6:26 this morning, tapping me on the back. I tried to get her to come up and snuggle with us so we could all go back to sleep, but she was not interested.
Jerry got up and went downstairs with her, and he went back to sleep on the couch while letting her watch a stupid Care Bears DVD (WHY ARE THESE INSIPID CREATURES POPULAR???). Well, she found a bag of Dum-Dum lollipops that I use to bribe her. She ate at least three of them, probably more. So when I came downstairs this morning, she was bouncing off the walls. Chattering incessantly, on a supreme sugar high.
I did what any self-respecting mother would do: I took them both to Mother’s Morning Out and let THEM deal with her. And then I went grocery shopping without them. When I went back to pick them up around noon, I was told that Helen was still bouncing all over the place but they figured she’d crash soon.
I finally got her down for a nap. We’ll see if it sticks. Alice is sleeping, too. I think I might take a nap, too… Everyone else is doing it…