You hear oftentimes about the parent who, in a fit of desperation at 3:15 AM, loads the little one into the car and drives around until the baby falls asleep.
I was never that parent.
Until now.
The toddler believes that now that he's in a big-boy bed, he doesn't have to nap. He can play, scream, talk really loudly, read books, bang on the door. Pretty much anything but nap.
So I have a new system. Yes, I am now that creepy woman who just drove past your house for the third time. Please don't call the cops on me. I've got Jewel's lullabies blaring, the cold air set to 2 in the back, and a slowly-but-surely-winding-down-and-falling-asleep two-year-old angel in the car seat.
Good thing gas is so cheap right now, huh?
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