‘Cause I got them bed time blues. Well, not me so much as Gabe.
I’ve never had a hard time getting him to sleep. Sure, it has sometimes taken a while. But somehow or another we’ve always avoided the gymnastics routine. The past couple of nights there have been flips, splits, high jumps, & tumbles galore…. and that’s just ME! He’s wearin’ me out, man! He’s plumb wired and all I can say is that it must be the weather.
Now, before you fellow Cenla-ites beat me with sticks for griping about the rain, hear me out. I’m thrilled that we’ve had a few really good showers. I’m glad that when I step on my lawn the grass no longer pops underneath my feet. Most of all, I’m glad that when my son takes a big handful to deposit into his mouth it doesn’t poke him in the lip. So, yes. I’m ecstatic that we didn’t blow off the map like a tumbleweed. But this weather has played a cruel trick on me in the form of a wired, cracked-out kid.
Now mind you, he’s not being bad. He’s just WILD! And, apart from filling him with sleeping pills (relax, guys.. I haven’t done it. yet), there’s really not a helluva lot I can do. Tonight makes night number four that he’s gone without a binky, so that’s playing a part in it as well. So, the lack of posts have been due to Gabe becoming temporarily crazed between 7:30pm & 9:00pm. Also, nothing interesting has happened this week.
Unless you count me getting my hair trimmed.
Yeah, I didn’t think so, either.