Have you ever tried to enjoy a nice creamy orange treat in front of..or in the vicinity of a toddler. If you havent, then you are smart. Wait.till.bed.
If you do try to enjoy anything toddler free and they are around...they will find you. And even if you give them EXACTLY what you have..they still want what you have.
So tonight my plan was. Get both kids in bed, enjoy a creamsicicle and maybe some popcorn while watching some brad pitt movie and wrapping presents. Did not follow plan..and why would it. I am a mother.
So my husband and I have previously formulated this awesome new trick to get the toddler to sleep. Based off of one night success.
We both go to bed with her, lay there and talk quietly while she reminiscines about her time in utero, and eventually nods off. Then we sneak out..feeling espically gratified and proud of ourselves for not only figuring out an amazing way to comfort our child..but to also socialize. Didnt turn out that way
Here is what really happened. We cuddled up in her bed (she has a super single or something) and she watches her episode of donald duck. when it is done and we all say our goodnights to donald duck she gets silly. Tries to stick her bum in my face, her dads face. Rolls all over us..plays with my hair. gives tons of kisses followed up with the cutest thank yous. splashes me in the face with her sippy, creates a small cold patch of water in her bed that she can no longer touch because it is COOOOLD.
Pokes my eye with her toe, and head butts my husband a few times.
At the 90 minute mark she slows down...and then I have no idea. we all passed out. Really..you cant blame us. there really is no more amazing place to be then next to a sleeping child...except as far away as legally possible while eating a creamsicicle. Fast forward three hours and I hear my son crying in the distance..So I jump up and run. Always with my phone of course. settle in beside him to encourage him to sleep. Unlock phone and see 12:30. Dammit
Lull the infant back to sleep and try to escape..so close the the creamsicicle. only to be foiled by the infant...the one who wouldn't steal your creamsicile..who would be absolutely tickled pink with a banana and believe himself to be king shit while eating it. For 40 minutes argue with him to leave you alone..sneak out, close door cry and repeat...
finally did get that orange creamy treat..scarfed it down for fear of the wrapper waking the kids..while my poor husband remained trapped under the sleeping toddler T_T
* I am aware that I probable spelled creamsicile wrong every time..but..I just cant bring myself to google
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