Some of you may remember Ian's difficulties sleeping. I am happy to report that he has been sleeping wonderfully for the last several months. In not so good news, it appears that the reason he is sleeping so well is that he has fully trained his apprentice in the ways of sleep deprivation torture. I suspect they have been having meetings wherein they strategize ways to keep me in a fog of exhaustion. I can hear Ian now, "Listen Elizabeth, I have been on duty for 5 years now, I need a break. It is your turn to start staying up all night. You can do it, we've been training you for it. Go make me proud."
I dare say the apprentice has surpassed the teacher in depriving mommy of sleep. She doesn't just refuse to sleep, she is now coming to me at all hours of the night (and morning) making demands. Case in point, this morning:
2:00am Wants her "Mommy back", climbs into bed with Mommy but refuses to sleep
3:00am Is kicked out of Mommy and Daddy's bed and sent back to her room.
4:00am Brings Mommy nail polish. Would like a pedicure.
4:30am Brings Mommy Wheat Thins. Would like them opened.
4:35am Has managed to open Wheat Thins on her own. Would like to know if there is any spray cheese to go with them
4:36am Mommy resigns herself to getting up for the day. Discovers open can of frosting on counter. Discovers child's hands covered with sparkly purple nail polish and 4 open bottles of nail polish on the floor.
Now she is still very wide awake and would like to do puzzles, would like like me to read books, and could I fix Dora's hair?
The Sleep Deprivation Method is two-fold. The other part of the torture is waiting for the impending melt-down that will result due to the child having not slept. I suspect it will hit right about the time we need to get ready to go to Bible Study. Stay tuned...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
We go together like...
ramma lamma lamma lamma lamma ding dong.
Now that song is stuck in my head. Speaking of being stuck, Miss Elizabeth has turned into quite the Mama's girl lately and has been glued to me pretty much 24/7. Woe is the person (usually Ian) who dare try to take her 'spot'- which is the space next to me anytime I sit down. Even at bedtime she keeps popping up in my doorway saying "I want my mommy back!!" all pitiful like. To which I say, we are never apart so how could she want me back. Karl finds this all equal parts exasperating and amusing. He was laughing the other day as she trailed along behind me and told me she was my clone. I said, "Umm, I think you mean shadow." He says she looks and acts just like me. Okay, looks maybe, but acts?? Really?? She is bossy and opinionated,finicky, must have her own way and enjoys being catered to. Oh, wait...maybe she is a little like me.
This incident from the other morning most definitely reminded me of myself. I am notorious for, shall we say, taking a little time to get going in the morning. In fact more than one person has said that it isn't wise to speak to me before noon. I like to think I have gotten a little better as I've gotten older, but I just still don't enjoy mornings. Alexandria, on the other hand, is chipper as can be the minute she hops out of bed. One morning last week, Elizabeth woke up and came into the kitchen all bleary-eyed. Alexandria said (in her most super enthusiastic voice), "Well good morning Elizabeth!!!!!"
Elizabeth looked at her and warned in a low,stern voice, "Stop it."
This led to Alexandria creating the t-shirt Elizabeth is wearing in this picture. You can't see all of it, but it says "100% not a morning person". Like mother, like daughter.
P.S. If you look closely, you can see Elizabeth's bangs that got trimmed. Thankfully the person who did it (we still aren't 100% sure who) went for a subtle look.
Now that song is stuck in my head. Speaking of being stuck, Miss Elizabeth has turned into quite the Mama's girl lately and has been glued to me pretty much 24/7. Woe is the person (usually Ian) who dare try to take her 'spot'- which is the space next to me anytime I sit down. Even at bedtime she keeps popping up in my doorway saying "I want my mommy back!!" all pitiful like. To which I say, we are never apart so how could she want me back. Karl finds this all equal parts exasperating and amusing. He was laughing the other day as she trailed along behind me and told me she was my clone. I said, "Umm, I think you mean shadow." He says she looks and acts just like me. Okay, looks maybe, but acts?? Really?? She is bossy and opinionated,finicky, must have her own way and enjoys being catered to. Oh, wait...maybe she is a little like me.
This incident from the other morning most definitely reminded me of myself. I am notorious for, shall we say, taking a little time to get going in the morning. In fact more than one person has said that it isn't wise to speak to me before noon. I like to think I have gotten a little better as I've gotten older, but I just still don't enjoy mornings. Alexandria, on the other hand, is chipper as can be the minute she hops out of bed. One morning last week, Elizabeth woke up and came into the kitchen all bleary-eyed. Alexandria said (in her most super enthusiastic voice), "Well good morning Elizabeth!!!!!"
Elizabeth looked at her and warned in a low,stern voice, "Stop it."
This led to Alexandria creating the t-shirt Elizabeth is wearing in this picture. You can't see all of it, but it says "100% not a morning person". Like mother, like daughter.
P.S. If you look closely, you can see Elizabeth's bangs that got trimmed. Thankfully the person who did it (we still aren't 100% sure who) went for a subtle look.
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