How do you not love this little face? Even at 3:00am, 6:00am or 10:00pm, when his chipper spirit implores you to get him something to eat, to drink or simply to join him in whatever he wants to do.
3:00am.
"Mommy??" (Mommy groggy with sleep)
"Huh?"
"Cereal."
"Connor, it's 3:00am. Go to bed."
"No. Cereal. Theese way." (pointing)
"Connor, seriously. Go to bed." (getting up to put him back into bed)
"No. Cereal. Theese way. THEESE WAY!" (Connor is remanded to his bed.)
A half an hour passes. Soft padding feet return to my bedside.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah, Connor." (not even opening eyes)
"I want up."
I pull him up next to me in bed and he falls asleep like a puppy, warm and floppy.
6:30am. Connor slides out of bed.
"Mommy?"
"Connor, it's 6:30, dude. Seriously."
"No. Mommy? Cereal. Apple JACK!" Runs off to kitchen. Returns dragging large container of apple juice.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah, Connor."
"Apple Joooose!" Pointing to juice. "There!"
I am forced to comply.
9:00pm. This time, Connor should be asleep from his 7:45pm bedtime. Ian is sound asleep. After a series of reprimands for jumping on the bed and falling off, the door slams and feet pad down the hall into the kitchen.
"Mommy?"
"Connor, go to bed."
"No. I want water."
"Connor, you had water. Time for night-night."
"No. No night-night. Water." Walking toward refrigerator, undaunted.
"Connor, it's bedtime." I scoop him up and return him to his bed.
"No, Mommy! I want water." I cover him with the blanket.
"No. Mommy. I want juice."
"Good night, Connor."
"No. Mommy, I want Lightning McQueen car." Ever the procrastinator.
Five minutes later, repeat scene.
Five minutes after that, repeat scene. Finally the child falls asleep sometime around 9:30 or 10:00pm.
3:00am. Repeat from the beginning.
Whatever possesses this boy not to sleep-be it active brainwaves or some kind of retribution for something I did to my mother as a child-YAWN....I am getting too tired to finish this point. Occasionally he sleeps until 7:15am. Occasionally he goes right to sleep.
Only occasionally.
3 comments:
Oh sigh. You need a nap.
I know you're exhausted, but that's just so funny and cute. I do hope he starts to sleep in more, though!
Oh, you poor thing!! How do you get up and teach?!
I can't imagine getting mad at that face though. He's so cute. He's really growing up though! It looks like he's losing a little bit of the baby face.
I hope you got some rest!
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