Naps x 2

The kids had swim lessons today and after they came home and ate lunch, we told them it was nap time. Owen had only gotten maybe seven hours of sleep which was definitely NOT enough…and of course he fought it. We told him he didn’t have to sleep but he had to rest. When I took Katie up five minutes later, I found this:

Out. B over his head and snoring away. 🙂 Katie didn’t fight it and slept for three hours (at which point we actually woke her up because we had to leave for a Super Bowl party).

Owen got up after about an hour, but then came into room still quite groggy and this happened:

 

She’s going to get locked in.

So it’s been a challenge to keep Katie in her room—both at night and in the morning. I usually hear her open her door before 6 to go to the bathroom, and sometimes she goes back to her room and sometimes she goes downstairs. Sometimes I hear it…and sometimes I sleep through it.

So this morning I hear her downstairs, roll over and look at the clock, and it’s…6:05. SERIOUSLY, KATIE? So I had to get up and yell from the top of the stairs for her to get back upstairs and stay in her room. Of course there was crying and whining and a full chorus of “I’m a bad girl. You don’t love me.” (It means nothing at this point because I’m so desensitized to it—I hear it ALL DAY LONG.) I tell her she’s supposed to stay in her room until her light turns green (which she KNOWS) and if she keeps leaving her room, I will lock her in AND take away her new light. I go back to bed and I hear her open and shut her door at least two times before 6:30. GRRR.

Every night.

So this is still happening.

She says she’s afraid of the dark. We’re still trying to find a nightlight that she likes that keeps her in her room. (She currently has four little lights but apparently they’re not the right ones. Or bright enough. Or who knows.)

We tried a big night light that turns off after an hour. She got up in the middle of the night to tell us her light was off. 😐 We’re going to try a small lamp next. We’d leave the hall light on, but ironically she wants her door closed.

She’s usually fine after we put her back once. She goes there because she’s smart enough to know we can’t hear her or see her and she has the best chance of not being discovered. 

So this keeps happening. 

So this is what Katie does just about every night now. Yep, won’t stay in bed and falls asleep at the top of the stairs. GRRR.

I have NO idea what’s going on. She’s been amazing at bedtime forever so I guess it was only a matter of time before it went to shit for some unknown reason. Hopefully it will rectify itself or we figure something out. (Owen went through something similar and we ended up having to sit by him at bedtime and rub his arm for 15 minutes…for about three months.) I actually wouldn’t mind if this happened every night and we just picked her up and moved her to her bed…if she stayed in bed after we moved her there. But most times she wakes up, whines some more, and leaves her room again. Gah!

Surprise! Katie cat nap!

So she was watching a show on the couch and I was doing my own thing…when I looked over and saw this:

I had to get a closer look at the cuteness.

And then an hour or so in, this happened:

Fortunately…she slept through me watching TV, the phone ringing, Owen coming home, and Maggie jumping up next to her.

Unfortunately…once she did wake up shortly after daddy got home, she was a hot mess for about an hour and spent almost the entire time cuddled on Tom’s lap whining and whimpering.

Weather alert dog

I was putting Owen to bed and he heard what sounded like thunder. I didn’t think we were expecting any storms so I told him I thought it was someone moving their garbage container. And then Maggie appeared, trembling. Maggie never comes in his room…which means it was thunder.

I practically had to carry her out because she desperately wanted to stay there. Poor thing.

Katie took a car nap today. 

We got stuck in traffic on the way home from an errand and this happened:

When we finally got home it was very close to the time when I needed to pick Owen up from the bus so I assumed she would wake up when I turned the car off. Nope. Okay then…when I opened my door. Nope. Okay then…she’d have to wake up when I opened the rear liftgate and it beeped. Nope. Okay, seriously? She’d HAVE to wake up when I opened HER door. Nope. Wow, she was really out.

Snoring, even. 🙂

So, I figured I would just leave her in the car (since I could see her from the bus stop and it was a wonderful 70°)—buckled in with the doors open—and I would be back from the bus stop in about 10 minutes. So I opened Owen’s door so she would get cross-ventilation…and of course that’s when she woke up. And she was, as expected after a too-brief nap, a mess. 🙁