I spell it: N-A-P.
Today's meltdown has to do with one thing and one thing only. They're getting up too freakin' early! Luckily these screaming matches don't happen every day. And they don't nap every day either. In fact, Hubby and I prefer if they don't because then they go to bed nice and early and we can have an entire evening to ourselves!! (Just take a moment to bask in those words...nice, huh?)
I know parents whose kids sleep a crazy 12 hours in a row! Both my boys have only ever needed 9 hours of sleep. Their eyes pop open after that amount of time. No real need to set an alarm clock in this house. The last couple of days have been wierd though. Something in the air perhaps? Maybe some inner changes they're going through? Who knows, but I'm not into it. Really, I'm not.
Little K fell asleep yesterday around 5pm which always sends us into a minor panic (in our heads anyways) 'cuz we know that probably means he'll be up to 11 or something crazy. But he kept on sleeping...and sleeping...and sleeping. I always feel that if they're sleeping like that, then they probably need it. Of course he awoke at 1am and was up 'til 3, so that's probably his excuse for this afternoon.
Not sure what Big T's excuse is...possibly allergies...but he's getting up at around 5am every day and not his usual 6am. Someone else needs to tell him this is just not the way to go. I've tried...he's not listening to me.
So once again I hit the road.