Yesterday I forced him down for a nap (as in I let him bang on the door for five minutes after I transferred his sleepy self from the car to his bed and he woke himself up). He yells things like, "Mommy, a get out." "I don't want to go to bed." and my favorite "I want to wake up." Anyway, he had a solid nap after a weekend of no naps. Basically I'm exhausted and need him to sleep.
So I diligently put him to bed on time. He was not dozing during stories. He was lids were not drooping. He was bouncing from book to book and getting up and down from bed through our whole bedtime routine. Still, I kissed him goodnight and walked out the door.
Once all the other children were in bed and I finally gave in to Jayson's continued pleas of, "Mommy, a get out please. A get out please." Seriously - please and thank you ARE magic words. So he joined me in the family room. He assembled very funny Potato Head guys. Then he built extended tracks from the train set I had just finished putting away an hour before.
I was falling asleep on the recliner and he was not. When he finally dozed off a bit, I started to get out of the chair. He sat up and said, "I don't want to go to bed" and then lied back down and fell back asleep. He woke again as I carried him to his room. He kicked the door and screamed for nearly 10 minutes before he finally surrendered to the eleven 'o clock hour.
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