Sunday, June 21, 2009
Big Boy Bed
Unfortunately it's not nearly as effective at trapping the boy in his room until a more respectable wake-up time. He sweetly greeted me at 5 am. He wanted to snuggle. After rolling on me and elbowing me a few times, he said he wanted to snuggle in *his* bed. So I moved into his room, where he continued to elbow me, poke me, pet my hair, and (loudly) whisper all of his thoughts in my ear. Most frequent comment? "Mommy, what are you doing?" Like he couldn't tell that I was just trying to catch a little more sleep. I'm really a grouch when I want more sleep.