I usually lie with Anthony until he falls asleep, which can take anywhere from 45 seconds to 45 minutes. But recently, for no apparent reason, the amount of time it takes him to drift off to dreamland has been increasing.
Some nights I’ll fall asleep before he does and wake up an hour later to find him lying there, perfectly still and quiet, but with his eyes wide as saucers. Other nights he’ll toss and turn, babble to himself, even try to stand on his head – anything to stave off slumber.
So I’ve decided to set some limits. I now stay with him for 30 minutes and then he’s on his own.
This has not been a popular decision with our toddler. Last night, Ant was still screaming and crying at 11 p.m. And he refused to stay in bed. We had to take him back to his room several times after he wandered down the hallway toward the living room.
After the third or fourth time this happened, a frustrated – but remarkably patient – Daddy told Anthony, “It’s OK. Just close your eyes and go to sleep.”
And then, a classic line from my dramatic little one:
“I don’t know how to close my eyes!” he wailed. “I can’t remember!”
Where do they get this stuff?