are amazing little creatures who can wake you up when you feel someone in the room with you and you open your eyes to find one along with their three-year-old sister playing with the flashlight and their newly opened Fisher-Price camera, which you immediately confiscate as you're chastising them.
Why do they try to corrupt the one good sleeper you have? The one who when the world inside your head is about to explode, you can send to bed and know they will actually go to sleep while you deal with Nick and Knack.
My morning person self and his night owl self are clashing heads big time. It's time to put the smackdown, but how do you make someone who can lay in bed for hours and not go to sleep go to bed at bedtime?
Maybe I'll have to use Ro's soothing bath technique. Or maybe he needs to run around the block a few times before bathtime to get some of the energy out.
It would be perfect if we could have swimming lessons every night, then I could give him his pjs and he could shower, put them on, and fall asleep on the car ride home. Oh that would be perfect! Dear God, I'm not saying I need a rich husband but could we get enough money to put a pool in. Some nightly laps and presto the problem would be solved.
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