The alarm clock that lives in Lyla's brain somehow got reset and now buzzes at 5:40 every morning. What happened to the courteous sleeper I once knew? Who replaced her with this rooster?
Julie's theory is that if we put Lyla to bed at 7:30 instead of 7:00, she'll sleep 30 minutes later in the morning. Didn't we try this once? Didn't it result in very bad things? Plus, here's what we saw at 6:25 this evening:
Still, tonight we entertained the child with extra books and games of taco, which, if you recall, is the highly intellectual game where we place Lyla on a blanket, count to three, and then quickly pull the sides of it over her head as though she's the meat in the tortilla. She requests the game each night by pointing at the blanket folded over the rocker and saying "Tah-toe!" Why do I get the feeling she will drop out of law school to work at Chipotle?
Mmm, Chipotle...
At 7:27 I sang her the ABCs and Row, Row, Row Your Boat, and put her in the crib. Just for the record, I don't think this will work at all. I predict Lyla will cock-a-doodle-doo at 5:00 AM sharp, just to show us we're idiots.
Anja's been sleeping less, too. Regardless of what time she goes to bed, she gets up at the same time. Or earlier if she goes to bed later. Hope it works out better for you than it did for us!
ReplyDeleteI think that it's the darn sun! I know of a very wise family who resorted to aluminum foil on the windows. It was the only thing that completely blocked out the light in the morning. Dan, you have to train her for "full-on sleeping in" this summer.
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