Every once in a while something pops into my head and I wonder why in sam hill I hadn't thought of it before.
Totally OT: I'm this close to going back to my spikes in my hair. Yeah, it was a pain in the butt to grow out, but I'm back to hate, hate, hating my hair again.
I digress.
Two things dawned on me early last week. #1 was "why the hell do I keep the small trash can in my bedroom (for my PB cup wrappers, of course) all the way across my bedroom where I have to walk to throw them away past Kevin, the bionic ear boy, while he's sleeping instead of, you know, keeping it closer to my bed?" So, after I put him to bed, I walked over and picked up the trash can and placed it on my side of the curtain in the room. Remember that.
#2 was "if I wake him up as I enter the room because the door makes a "cracking" sound...the sound a door makes if the paint wasn't dry when you first shut it *rolling eyes*...why don't I leave it open just a tiny smidge so, when I go to bed, it doesn't wake him up?"
So I tried it. The very first night I went up and opened the door and crept into the room. Not a sound was made. He stayed asleep. WooHoo! I tiptoed across the dark room, around the back of my bed, feeling quite pleased with myself when I promptly kicked the empty (thank goodness) trash can clear across the room. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thumpity thump. Cripes. I froze in mid step and waited while holding my breath. The boy did. not. stir. What?! How can he wake up with a little cracking sound every freakin' night and sleep through, what sounded like, Armageddon?! Freakin' weird kid.
So...anyway...it is working (knocking, like a crazed woman, on wood). He is sleeping through the night! Nirvana, I tell ya. He's also been sleeping in later and not getting up until between 8 & 9AM.
It's a beautiful thing.
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Nothin's better than sleep, sista! Hours and hours and hours of sweet sleep. Heck, that makes me wanna go take a nap!
PS. I just got my hair CHOPPED off today....super short, and I love it. Go for the spikes!
Love my spikes! But I must admit I'm sick of all the crap I put in my hair to get them.
I'm way jealous of Kevin for sleeping through the night, we're having issues right now with sleep, and it's not pretty.
So funny!
I have no idea how kids can sleep through so much commotion, but wake up at the slightest creak in the floor (we've got one of those kids, too).
Terry
Tam, that's great news about Kevin sleeping through the night.
Are you still starting awake every couple of hours or so, expecting the cries? =P
I have hair to my waist, so I can understand your frustration. I could never cut mine though; it took me SO many years to grow it long.
Tam!?! Where are you!?!
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