Do you have any idea what could be happening in this picture?
How about this one?
You're getting warmer...
Yep! You got it! Joey was trapped in his room pushing little toys underneath the door. Do you want to know why?
Because my son, my adorable red-headed boy, is no longer sleeping when he is supposed to be.
He goes to bed just fine. We do the usual routine: kiss, hug, butterfly kisses, cover-me-up, pat my back, night night, blow kiss from the door, done. But we all know that children cycle through sleep just like we do. Well, the minute Joey wakes up he thinks he's "all done sweepin' mom." Even if it's only been 52 minutes. So he climbs out of his crib (toddler bed has not yet arrived), comes to the door, and calls for me. I tried to put him back down twice, and after the third crib-escape he didn't call for me but just played at the door for 20 minutes.
Frustrated, tired (I wanted a nap too), and a little bit amused, I opened the door. Before I had a chance to even attempt to explain that Mommy was upset, I got a big fat "cheeeeeeese!" Feeling completely defeated, I decided that tomorrow is a new day, and sat down to play blocks with him.
I even let him have his binky for a while, because I'm just too overwhelmed to care. He won't go to college with it. I don't think.
By the way, notice anything different around here???