Evan says:
Me: “Evan, you should close your eyes and rest.” Evan: “I can’t. I won’t be able to see.” He still talks with a lisp and has zero impulse control, but he sounds like a 4-year-old.
Me: “Evan, you should close your eyes and rest.” Evan: “I can’t. I won’t be able to see.” He still talks with a lisp and has zero impulse control, but he sounds like a 4-year-old.
Last night, Doug and I had two children AND two dogs in our bed. We were packed in the bed like Charlie Bucket’s grandparents IF they had added two small horses to their overcrowded bed. I was relegated to a tiny space on the edge of the bed and pinned down by 100+ pounds of […]
Amy is going through a very annoying sleep avoidance phase. Every single night she uses all the traditional excuses to avoid bed and then she creates some new reasons to stall. If Amy is to be believed, every night at bedtime she is suddenly starving to death, dying of thirst, hot, cold, itchy and in […]
We kept Evan caged in his crib for longer than any other child. I say caged because the crib had a mesh tent on top to stop the climbing out in the middle of the night that started when Evan was barely walking. I say had a tent because Evan ripped that tent to shreds. […]