Until it wasn't.
I can't say I still don't try. I do, but it's all in vain. Lets take a look at the decline of naps (and my sanity) in the Martin household-
Exhibit 1-
2/25/2010- The Stuffed Animal Revolts
Exhibit 2-
12/03/2010- The WTF Incident
* Somehow he managed to pull that toy out of his closet and up on to his bed while I was ironing, without me hearing a damn thing until he started pressing the buttons and having it make its noises.
Exhibit 3-
12/14/2010- The Peaceful Protests
So naps are pretty much finito and early bed times (the kid has been pretty willingly going down at 7 lately) have taken their place. How do you like them apples Jack?! You won the battle little dude, but you lost the war.
2 comments:
i remember that so well with Lola. mourning the nap!
Lizzie still takes a nap, but she's cut back from two to one and even that change knocked me off-kilter (we spent a couple of weeks where I'd doggedly fight to get her to sleep, generally losing the battle and frustrating both myself and her). I don't look forward to the day when she loses naps completely!
(btw--love your style; you have a really excellent and compelling voice in your writing)
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