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Be in awe of my parenting skills
Dec. 24th, 2019 06:38 pm
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug intheir beds...
...The dogs bed. My five year old son has fallen asleep in the dogs bed. I just came into the living room to find him there, and Chewbarka is sitting next to his bed, all forlorn, like "mum, where am I supposed to sleep?"
It looks like he fell asleep playing. That's a skill he inherited from his father. Matt could - and would - fall asleep anywhere. Not through narcolepsy or anything like that. He'd even fall asleep mid-conversation. We used to joke that we'd have to keep our wedding entertaining or he'd drift off in the middle of his vows.
Naturally, I have taken a picture of Jack, asleep in Chewie's bed and it will be added to the 2019 memory book.
Part of me wants to leave him there, cover him with a blanket and maybe he'll sleep through the night. But, of course, I can't. So now I have to try and move him to his bed without waking him. It will fail because he's a light sleeper. I have to wake my sleeping child to put him to bed, and he'll probably be awake all night with excitement over Santa.
I am totally killing this parenting thing!
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in
...The dogs bed. My five year old son has fallen asleep in the dogs bed. I just came into the living room to find him there, and Chewbarka is sitting next to his bed, all forlorn, like "mum, where am I supposed to sleep?"
It looks like he fell asleep playing. That's a skill he inherited from his father. Matt could - and would - fall asleep anywhere. Not through narcolepsy or anything like that. He'd even fall asleep mid-conversation. We used to joke that we'd have to keep our wedding entertaining or he'd drift off in the middle of his vows.
Naturally, I have taken a picture of Jack, asleep in Chewie's bed and it will be added to the 2019 memory book.
Part of me wants to leave him there, cover him with a blanket and maybe he'll sleep through the night. But, of course, I can't. So now I have to try and move him to his bed without waking him. It will fail because he's a light sleeper. I have to wake my sleeping child to put him to bed, and he'll probably be awake all night with excitement over Santa.
I am totally killing this parenting thing!
