Thursday, June 26, 2014

Sleeplessness

There are a few rather strange places in our house. I'm not even sure what to call them really. Alcoves? Crevices? Nooks? Crannies? Design flaws? Whatever they are, we have them.

We also have a little boy who has been pressing bedtime back by about half an hour every night and waking up half an hour earlier every morning. This morning he was up by 6:30 and he didn't go to bed until after 10:00 tonight. I'm completely expecting him to dump cereal on my head at 6:00 tomorrow morning.

Anyway, he simply wouldn't stay in bed tonight. He kept coming out to beg for more songs, more stories, more hugs. And it was driving me crazy.

I told him if he came out of his room again I'd have to *gasp* close the door on him. Next thing I know I hear his little voice drifting from the hallway.

"Are you in bed?" I asked.

"No. No way!" he said.

"Well, where are you?" I asked.

Here—he was here:


Just smashed right into that little corner thing we've got going on there.


And here he is begging me to let him stay up.

"Peeeeeeeeeeease!"
It's a testimony of my heartlessness that I made him get back into bed. Without reading that book to him. After he made that face? Pure heartlessness. Also desperation.

And as I write this Miriam stomps out of her room and heads to the "are you going outside?" basket (which in our lovely southern clime includes things like bug repellant, sunscreen, and bug-bite lotion) to put some calamine on a few bites that were apparently bothering her. At 12:36 AM.

So basically no one ever sleeps around here.

And on that note, I'm going to try to go to bed now.

1 comment:

  1. He is too cute in that crevice (or whatever it's called.)

    And, that IS pretty bad when your child who sleeps is up at 12:36 putting on calamine lotion.

    Hope you were able to rest finally! :)

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