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Thursday, October 13, 2011

Bedtime Miracles

{disclaimer: yes, my house is a mess. yes, it does look like this most of the time. four boys live in this 800-sq-ft apartment; let's be realistic.}

My  Max jumped out of his crib.
We took the crib away.
He cried.
"What? Where bed?"

My brother gave him a toddler bed.
We've had 6 long nights of
PLEASE GO TO SLEEP BEFORE I DUCT TAPE YOU TO YOUR BED
and now this:

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A few minutes later...

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A few minutes later...

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Another minute later...

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{you can't see it, but he's laughing and jumping, mocking me}

And then...

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{Poop?!}

Getting frustrated...

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{there was no poop - just the 2-yr-old's idea of stalling technique}


What you missed in between:

"Mommy, you are nicer than anything." 
{oh, the things Asher will say to charm me into letting him stay up}

"But Mom, you didn't kiss Teddy and Lamby!" 
{Joshua will be 30 and still considering Teddy as a legitimate member of this family}

"Drink a ba-ba. No go bed." 
{Max will be the death of me.}

Result, after only 2 hours: 
{huge improvement over the last 5 nights}


{Hallelujah}

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