This weekend Jack was too excited to sleep. He woke up on Saturday and Sunday at 4:30AM and with a toddler in his own bed, it's extremely difficult to use the "cry it out" plan and let him self soothe. There's no way around it having a near two year old kicking his door and screaming bloody murder; he was just simply awake and ready to start the day. Adding humor to this dreadful morning, our comedian of a child would realize that pounding on the door wasnt opening it, so he would gently knock which made Brian and I laugh as we layed in bed listening...but the knocking got louder. He would also hand me his pacifier and blankets and say "here" as if he knows he is done sleeping and will not back down. Irritation set in hour after hour and after three hours of attempting to put him back in his room / giving him breakfast / playing with him, we gave in and went on with our daily routine of Jack.
|The I'm watching Toy Story 3 with my dad until I poop pic.|