(pictures of Tim and Mr. Cranky)

Wow. If I was a golfer, today I would call for a mulligan, because we definitely need a do-over. The napping situation remains difficult and today was really bad. This morning I spent over two hours getting Lex to sleep in his crib, and then he finally slept…for sixteen minutes. Sixteen minutes! And I’m not being unreasonable here - I’m waiting for all the sleepy cues (rubbing eyes, yawning, etc.) The kid is definitely tired. He just refuses to give in to it. God help us when the boy enters “the terrible two’s,” because he can put up one helluva fight.

So this afternoon I took Lex to a spring bazaar over in Hillsboro that I’ve been wanting to go to. At least he napped during the twenty-minute drive each way. (I actually tried staying in the car with it running to see if he would stay asleep for a little longer once we were back home. But of course he woke up.) Tonight he was so over-stimulated by not sleeping that it was a battle royale to get him to bed. I even set a timer because I was going to let him cry in his crib for ten minutes. But after five minutes I couldn’t take the choking sobs anymore and had to try to soothe him again. Finally he passed out from pure exhaustion. I think I’ll do the same…