It's New Year's Eve.
Bedtime comes and goes for both children.
Amelia, who is normally asleep by 8 is still awake at 10:30. So is Daniel.
At 10:30, Desperation hits and I take them for a drive. It took a half an hour.
Beginning an hour before the New Year, I sit on the couch, stay up and watch some "truck free" TV, bring in the new year, then head to bed.
At 3am Big D wakes up and wants some milk. No problem.
At 3:30 he says "I'm hungry." Now, my son hardly ever says he's hungry, so I figure he really must be.
I get up to feed him. What does he ask for? Pasta.
Oh no. I refuse to make pasta at 330, but he's ok with chicken nuggets.
As I write this, it is 5:30am. A fine time to wake up. Oh wait - HE'S STILL AWAKE!!
Happy New Year.
UPDATE:
He finally fell asleep at 6am.
At 8am, sleep deprived and all, they both wake up.
When daddy comes home, he gets to watch the kids while I sleep.
Hope he sleeps in the car on the way home.
Oh my...not faaaaair!
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