Wednesday, October 19, 2005

I'm almost afraid to write about this because I'm afraid it will disappear like the dream where you win the lottery and Karl Rove gets dragged away in handcuffs in the same day. But I digress.

Eric has slept past six for over a week now, and he even makes it until 7:30 some days. His bedtime kept creeping back due to the vast pile of books we now read to him before bed. Then he wants to "Lie Down Mamma." Then he wants to "Lie down Daddy." But the time he makes it to "Own Bed," it's close to 9:00. We had tried the later bedtime numerous times before, but it's suddenly started working. This is a blessed event compared to the 5:00 AM wake-up calls we've gotten consistently over the past year.

"Eric it's dark out. It's time to sleep."
"LIGHT ON!! GET OUT. PLAY TRAINS!!" and "Mema's House!" (translation, my mother's living room because we are living at Mema's house until our house is finished, which will hopefully be before my 40th birthday in 5 years.

But lately he's slept later. It's been pretty nice.

I'm counting my blessings at the moment, and that's a pretty big one.


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