It's again 12AM and here I am, blogging. I'm still having trouble sleeping while Grayson peacefully snoozes in his own bed. Must be nice.
My plan this week was to have Ethan move back into his room, which he now shares with Grayson. He's been bunking with Claire until Grayson got settled into his crib and slept through the night. Things progressed beautifully. Monday was supposed to be the day. Supposed being the operative word. So, what went wrong? Grayson has been waking at 3AM and again at 6AM crying for long periods of time. I turn on music, I say goodnight and I leave the room. I can't let Ethan sleep in there during that. He needs rest for school. So, he continues to bunk with Claire. Claire doesn't mind though. In fact, whenever Ethan goes to bed, we hear a high, squeaky, "ETHAN!!!" When he goes in. I hear them giggling when they are supposed to be sleeping. And, there have been a number of occasions when I go in to find them sleeping like this.
Grayson has been enjoying himself a lot more during the day. His big smile has been a much welcome presence over all the tears he used to shed.
When I'm making dinner, he plays in the tent that David and I bought he and Claire. It has a tunnel, and his new favorite game is throwing a ball in and chasing it.
And he takes naps better. He isn't a fan of napping in his crib, and I'm OK with that. He sleeps there at night. He pretty much naps wherever he'd like during the day. Mostly with David playing a game in the rocking chair. Sometimes though, he just goes right to sleep on the couch after a chocolate chip cookie and without letting me clean his face.
(Don't worry. After I took this picture David swung his legs over to the couch and tucked a pillow next to him. He stayed next to him until he woke up.)
And now, I'm going to try and get a little sleep. Wish me luck.
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