Daily Dose of Mama: Sleep Training

Monday, February 7, 2011

Sleep Training

You know sleep training isn't going well when you child comes trotting out of his room at 11:45 pm with his stuffed Donald Duck and a book declaring "All done, nap!"

My exact reply: "Oh, hell no."

9 comments:

Christine @ 12,450miles February 7, 2011 at 10:18 AM
I have a post brewing on this exact subject. We get:
"Gooooooood MORnin'!" at about the same time.

And I respond:
"Goooooooood NIGHT!" as I march his footie-jammie clad tushie back to bed. (While think something along the lines of your response.)
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sueFebruary 7, 2011 at 12:26 PM
giggle giggle! i can just imagine how cute and and frustrating this is at the same time! poor mama!
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ChristineFebruary 7, 2011 at 2:10 PM
Oh, no! That stinks. But I have to laugh at his words, and yours. Hope it improves soon!
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JoJoFebruary 7, 2011 at 3:04 PM
My thoughts exactly!
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kellyFebruary 7, 2011 at 10:21 PM
Oh my friend, like I said, there's always the lock ....
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AmiFebruary 8, 2011 at 6:14 AM
Don't worry you'll say that to many things over the next 18 years.
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KaraFebruary 8, 2011 at 11:57 AM
Ahhh...the joys of sleep training.
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KarenFebruary 9, 2011 at 11:45 AM
lol! I've said "this is NOT NAPTIME" more times than I'd like to count. It must be nice to be as well rested as my kids seem to be!
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KalaFebruary 9, 2011 at 3:26 PM
Oh no. That does stink. Hope things get better soon!
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