You know when you put your kids to bed thinking for sure they’re going to konk right out…and then they don’t. I’m having one of those moments right now. I put Kainoa down at 12:30, it’s 1:30 now and he’s pissed.
GO TO SLEEEEEP!!!!
I just went in there and re-situated him, changed his diaper, fetched his blanket from the floor, retrieved the bottle he had thrown against the wall and got him allllll set up.
Again.
This post is the result of me trying to distract myself from his tirade in order to keep myself from going back in there. If I go back in there it’s over. I have no tricks. He’ll think it’s time to get up and that will not be good. Right now he’ll be quiet for awhile and then belt out a scream that makes my heart jump. Dagnabbit Kainoa. S
And no sooner then I typed that did Laina come walking out of her room.
Seriously!?!?!
She hasn’t slept either. Not only has she not slept, but there are small stuffed animals laying all over her room, each strategically placed with their own blankets. How could she sleep when clearly all these animals need to be put down for THEIR naps?? I wish I could describe the madness that is Laina and her little games. Her mind is constantly at work, constantly creating. I love watching her in action…just not when she’s supposed to be sleeping.
She also has a ridiculous need to be covered with every blanket that can be found in her room. I’m not kidding…I should film it sometime…I’m talking like 8 blankets, one. at. a. time. Even when it’s ridiculously hot out. She wakes up sweaty all the time and I have to hide blankets from her in order to keep the numbers down.
I refuse to stop typing until Kainoa is quiet…you guys must distract me and keep me from going in there. I’m finding my happy place with you…
Are you KIDDING me Kainoa. It has faded down to whiny bursts of irritation…like he thinks if he gives it just a lit-tle more effort I’ll come in there. I’m beginning to wonder if he’s EVER going to let himself fall asleep. And I’m beginning to wonder if I’ll ever be able to dig in to that leftover Papa Murphy’s downstairs. I can’t eat when there are screaming children in the house. I just can’t.
DON’T YOU KNOW YOU’RE TIRED KAINOA!?!!?!?!?!
Take a look at this precious piece of Heaven I’ll be watching soon!!!
Tarin’s not even a month old yet and I already want to eat her up. I’ll wait till she has a little more meat on those bones.
Ahhhhhh…thank you sweet sweet baby infant Lord Jesus, Kainoa is asleep at last. And thank you dear sweet tiny infant blogland for distracting me long enough to finally enjoy this moment.
At long last.