Kenden has been fighting off a bit of a cold (cough, runny nose) and has been a piece of work the last few days (that is the nice way of putting it...he has been quite the pain in the booty to be honest). So, because of this cold, he has not been sleeping good...short naps, waking in the middle of the night, getting up way early....you get the point. Needless to say, when he doesn't sleep, I don't sleep, and worse, he is in a MOOD. Last night, he decided that 4am was a good wake up time...4am. He was a very busy man. Playing, tumbling, screaming, "READY, SET, GO!" and jumping straight up in the air and landing on his butt on the mattress. This went on for an HOUR. I am pretty sure he fell back to sleep. I did. Only to wake again at 6 to the same craziness, but worse because he'd pushed all his binkies out. I went in there with juice (I never do this, I was desperate) and a binky and told him to be quiet since it was not wake up time yet and when I came back, it would be time to get up. This worked...for a bit. This is not good for a kid who is used to getting a good 12 hours in at night with a good nap during the day. So he has been really acting up. Hopefully, he will get this out of his system SOON because we are flying to South Carolina to see friends on Thursday, and if it is bad here, it will be worse there....which means Mommy will be miserable. Great.
Tonight, I put the little beast to bed and he was throwing everything in his bed out...I could hear things hitting the wall, the door, the floor, and Lord knows what else. I finally went in there and gathered everything and piled it on the middle of the floor, despite the fact that he wanted it back...yeah, right...more pitching practice. I told him to knock it off and get to bed.
Tomorrow will be a better day, REPEAT...tomorrow will be a better day, REPEAT...