Patrick has reached that age where he really, really doesn't want to go to sleep. Once he's asleep he sleeps for around 9 hours... but going to sleep? He thinks he should be aloud to stay up all night long.
The conversation goes something like this (and the disclaimer before I start is that no, he's not sleeping in that little bassinet... I snapped these pictures when we were sitting around waiting for Daddy to get home with his prescription last night, but since they sum up our night time conversation so well I thought I'd use them to demonstrate what happens when I put Patrick down.
Me: "Patrick. It's bed time. Your sisters went to sleep an hour ago. Go to sleep."
Patrick:
Me: (leaving the room... returning to the room at the sound of a scream) "Buddy. You need to go to sleep. It's night time!"
Patrick:
Me: (returning again, after a particularly loud yell) "Honey, Mommy needs to work. I have orders that I have to send out tomorrow. You've got to go to sleep."
Patrick:
Patrick:
Yes, he's mastered the art of crying to get me to come upstairs to check on him, and then grinning when I walk into his room...
Keeping Quick Take 2 in mind you can imagine the momentary glee that flitted through my mind when the doctor said, in a worried tone: "Now there's a medication that I really want you to give him every night. It's very safe and I believe it will help him a lot. But there is one side effect. It will make him very sleepy. So you'll give it to him at bedtime."
And in an equally serious tone I managed to agree that it sounded like a good idea while internally doing a little happy dance because maybe the newly lengthened bedtime routine won't take up two hours of the time when I really, really, really need to be sewing orders.
Last night Patrick took his new prescription allergy medicine... and went straight to sleep the first time I put him down. And he woke up with happily clear skin this morning!
Then I saw on the news that the city is no longer going to be paying for fire hydrants or lamp posts. Those are also going to be added onto our electricity bill, which will save the city over 5 million dollars a year, tacked onto our electricity bills.
Oh and if you're in an accident and the fire department responds you'll be getting a bill for $250 and if they have to pull you out of your car it will be $500.
I'm not sure I should watch the local news any longer (I try to turn it on for the weather report)... every night they seem to announce a new city fee.
In desperate need of being cleaned out again. I guess it makes sense. I'd say I'm averaging five hours of sewing a day, seven days a week... She is a good little sewing machine to stand up to that type of use for over a year now.
I think it may be time for weekly cleanings to keep her running though!
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Hahaha Sadie!!! When we were doing our Lenten prayer chain, every night John Paul would try to identify with whomever we were praying for - "We're praying for ME! I was cold!" or praying for those who are depressed: "I'm depressed! I'm depressing!"
ReplyDeleteAnd Patrick's smile is THE cutest!!! The little corners of his mouth curl up so adorably :)