Adventures in sleeping
Sep. 19th, 2010 11:07 pmCharlie's been cribless for less than a week. His big boy bed is low to the ground, with rails on the sides, and an open foot that he climbs in and out of.
A few minutes ago he cried for me, and I went in his room to find him kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, with the blanket around him, eyes closed and possibly still asleep, but having a tantrum nontheless. He was also hitting the bed the way he hits me when I don't read his mind properly.
He's back in bed now, after some time to wake up all the way and calm down. I wonder if he fell out of bed? I didn't hear a clunk and I have the monitor with me. Alternatively, he had a bad dream and was taking it out on the bed the way he takes random stuff out on me.
A few minutes ago he cried for me, and I went in his room to find him kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, with the blanket around him, eyes closed and possibly still asleep, but having a tantrum nontheless. He was also hitting the bed the way he hits me when I don't read his mind properly.
He's back in bed now, after some time to wake up all the way and calm down. I wonder if he fell out of bed? I didn't hear a clunk and I have the monitor with me. Alternatively, he had a bad dream and was taking it out on the bed the way he takes random stuff out on me.
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Date: 2010-09-20 02:21 pm (UTC)She makes up for this by delighting in kicking the wall, trying to do handstands, etc., when she ought to be going to sleep, already.
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Date: 2010-09-21 02:01 pm (UTC)I like his little bed, but it is a drag that it has a weight limit of 50 pounds, so we can't lie down with him.
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Date: 2010-09-21 05:05 pm (UTC)It's very true that SteelyKid doesn't hit very often for a two-year-old and I am grateful, though it's hard to remember that when she's doing her contortionist impressions at 10 fucking o'clock at night.
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Date: 2010-09-21 05:41 pm (UTC)When I was a kid my brother in the bunk above mine would walk his feet across the ceiling at night, which didn't bother me any but drove the other brother in the room totally batshit. (Nowadays it would also drive me batshit, but when I was 4 it was amusing)
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