I'm not sure, but I think Wes might be ready to drop his nap. You can imagine how I feel about this development, coinciding with the time change so nicely as it has. It's been harder and harder to get him to sleep at night. Bedtime ends around 7:30 and then Ryan and I come downstairs to relax and push back the carnage that's overtaking our house for another day. And then around 8:00 Wes appears at the top of the stairs.
"I have to go potty."
Ryan and I look at each other until someone blinks then that person goes upstairs to help him. Sometimes he goes potty. Sometimes he stands naked by the toilet asking you fifteen thousand nonsensical questions then declares himself "all done, no tinkles!" before pulling up his pants and toddling off to bed.
So that happens like fourteen or fifteen times before the angry-back-in-beds begin. That's when you go upstairs and use every ounce of will in your body to place him gently in his bed instead of dumping him on the floor and slamming his door.
Finally, around 9:45, we are reasonably certain he has fallen asleep. Sure enough, he is usually conked out on the floor with his back against his door around 10:30 when I go to bed. It is special and relaxing.
So yesterday when he didn't fall asleep on the way home from school and the playground I thought we'd go for it. No nap. They watched a movie instead then ran out the back door to play.
He was pleasant all afternoon and went to bed at 7:00 without any encores.
Then today he woke up at 5:30. Ryan left for a meeting at 6:00. It was a long morning.
They are upstairs for quiet time right now, but instead I hear what sounds like a cooking show on the TV in my room and a bunch of spitting noises and hysterical laughter. Bad boys. Bad, bad boys.
But hey! We all got haircuts today after yoga! And by that, I mean they got haircuts and I got to spend an hour wearing grungy workout clothes in a room full of mirrors.
But LOOK! THERE WAS TODDLER HIDING UNDER ALL THE BABY HAIR! I don't even know what to say about this. Except WATCH OUT LADIES!