Not The Favorite
Friday, November 07, 2008
Die You Green Frog Bastard
I'm fully aware that kids test their boundaries but that doesn't mean knowing about it makes it any easier. I hate bedtime. It's the worst damn time of the whole frickin day at our house lately. I get it, you want to stay up and play. But you know what? After 8pm is MOMMY time. And in that time, mommy swears like a sailor, eats food ALL BY HERSELF and watches gross, scary shows that would give you nightmares. So when I tell you it's bed time and I tuck you in, do NOT immediately kick off the covers and start yelling about water, stuffies, slippers or monsters. I have already taken care of all the issues you are currently beside yourself about. So knock it off and go to sleep.
Side note - The two things Lauren does that will instantly transform me into a raging psycho are kicking at the covers when I'm trying to cover her up in bed and elbowing me to make me go away. When those happen, it takes every ounce of willpower NOT to go all Homer Simpson on her throat.
Back to bedtime... My two favorite lines in our house right now are "I don't care if you sleep but you HAVE to stay in your bed" and "Mommy's show is on so I'll come back and check on you in [insert random number] minutes." That normally keeps her quiet for a few minutes. Actually getting her into bed and tucked in takes about a half hour and really, I can deal with that. What I can NOT deal with is the INCESSANT coming out of her room because she has to pee, she wanted to know what I was talking about, it's too dark, she needs a new stuffy, her slippers won't stay on, did the DOW just drop again...
I swear when it's 10:30 and she's still getting up for whatever reason, I'm ready to duct tape her cute little ass to the bed. Sorry SuperNanny Jo but your bedtime method does NOT work at this house. She comes out, you put her back, she comes back out. Rinse, lather, repeat.
At my wits end last night, I took out her favorite frog night light and told her it was broken and at the shop for repairs until next week. Truth be told, that light was way too bright and only facilitated her nighttime wakefulness. So, frog-be-gone and no, it's not coming back. I don't care how much screaming is involved. It took us an extra 15 minutes to get her into her bed and tucked in last night and she only came out twice to pee. But she was asleep by I would say 8:30ish.
God I hope that wasn't a fluke...
Side note - The two things Lauren does that will instantly transform me into a raging psycho are kicking at the covers when I'm trying to cover her up in bed and elbowing me to make me go away. When those happen, it takes every ounce of willpower NOT to go all Homer Simpson on her throat.
Back to bedtime... My two favorite lines in our house right now are "I don't care if you sleep but you HAVE to stay in your bed" and "Mommy's show is on so I'll come back and check on you in [insert random number] minutes." That normally keeps her quiet for a few minutes. Actually getting her into bed and tucked in takes about a half hour and really, I can deal with that. What I can NOT deal with is the INCESSANT coming out of her room because she has to pee, she wanted to know what I was talking about, it's too dark, she needs a new stuffy, her slippers won't stay on, did the DOW just drop again...
I swear when it's 10:30 and she's still getting up for whatever reason, I'm ready to duct tape her cute little ass to the bed. Sorry SuperNanny Jo but your bedtime method does NOT work at this house. She comes out, you put her back, she comes back out. Rinse, lather, repeat.
At my wits end last night, I took out her favorite frog night light and told her it was broken and at the shop for repairs until next week. Truth be told, that light was way too bright and only facilitated her nighttime wakefulness. So, frog-be-gone and no, it's not coming back. I don't care how much screaming is involved. It took us an extra 15 minutes to get her into her bed and tucked in last night and she only came out twice to pee. But she was asleep by I would say 8:30ish.
God I hope that wasn't a fluke...
Labels: Lauren
posted by LadyLipgloss at 9:42 AM
5 Comments:
hmm...I hear duct tape does wonders? ;)
You are not alone!
oh I do not miss that time.....we made a rule that luckily was followed...Absolutely NO getting out of bed unless we approve it!
Which means if you've got to pee then you pee but you ask us first, and sometimes we answer and most times we didn't because she pee'd before she laid down.......
It only happened a few times and the door was shut a few times too and that taught our little missy a lesson of mom & dad mean business, when her door got shut it meant, no foolin'
Good Luck, you'll have to find what works, take away her favourite daytime thing to do if she gets out of bed one more time....that usually stops it - for a bit?
:o)
Dude i'm taggin you on a questionnaire on my blog...TAG ! :)
I will see what I can do on this end. Try to tire her out well before she goes home. ;D
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