"What is going on?" I ask.
"I was just reading."
I'm bewildered. "Do you know what time it is?"
Looks at her clock, "It's 5:08."
"Yes its the middle of the night. Go back to sleep."
I put Mr. Smiley back in his crib, turn the light off and go to the bathroom. When I come out there is singing and noises other than what I should of heard which is an unhappy toddler put back in his crib after waking to early. I open the door and Mr. Smiley is back on the floor playing.
I am really getting upset now. "What is going on here? Keep your brother in his crib! And no more singing!"
"I didn't get him out."
Not believing her, I put him back in the crib, shut the door and go back to bed. Which brings me to now. Only while writing this I heard door rattling sounds coming from down the hall. Which could only mean one thing-Mr. Smiley was back out of his crib. This time I sent T-bone to deal with it. Sure enough Mr. Smiley was out again. Big sister denied getting him out again and if that is true we have a serious problem on our hands.
I was really hoping to get a good night's sleep last night. On what is potentially the most emotional day of the month and after the last two roller-coaster emotional days I need it. Guess the kids will be watching a lot of tv today while I hide out in my room trying to make up lost sleep and not kill them. Did I mention that there is no school today? Yeah, I'm already crying.
**The good news is I was able to fall back asleep at about 6:30 and slept for 45 minutes or so. The bad news is while I was sleeping, T-bone did discover that Mr. Smiley can indeed climb out of his crib. Anyone have a crib tent I can have? This is not good.**