A perfect way to celebrate the potty training endeavor… We got Tre a “BIG BOY RACE CAR BED” so now just as we complete one big boy task we start work on another one. I don’t know how long this is going to take but I bet it’ll be a pretty long excursion we are going to be on! LOL

Night 1 05-15-2010 – was Tre’s idea to sleep in his own bed, and this was even before we got him the race car bed. He was in there for about 15 whole minutes and ran into my bed.
Night 2 05-16-2010 – he stayed in his bed for all of 30 mins this time and was in my bed before i knew it.
Night 3 05-17-2010 - since the night before hadn’t gone well I decided I would stay with him for a while till he went to sleep. He fell asleep after about an hour and I went to bed. I woke up sometime around 4 in the morning and seen that my door was still semi closed and no kid in my bed!! I thought… yay! Then I walk toward my door opening expecting to see a wide open door where he had came out of the room… but nope it was still semi closed also. So I tip toed down the hall, with the wood creaking under each step, get to the door peek around the corner AND…. NO KID!
I immediately freak, because he wasn’t in my bed and he wasn’t in his bed and all I could think about was the fact that we had painted the living room the day before and touch up last night and we didn’t have the baby proof door knob on the door. I just knew I was going to walk down stairs and find the front door wide open and no Tre in sight, my heart sank!! As I ran downstairs to find the front door still closed and locked I finally remembered to breath! Went down to the lower level to find him all snugged up between my husband who frequently falls asleep in the guest room (because he doesn’t like sleeping with Tre) and our fat cat. So I just shut the door and went back upstairs to go to sleep. I asked Mark later when he actually came down there with him and he has no clue. He said he woke up about 2 because he heard “running around” upstairs and when he came out of his room and he heard giggling but peeked upstairs toward Tre’s room and heard nothing. So he thought he was trippin and went back to bed. About an hour later, same thing little foots running around upstairs and giggling but when he came out of his room it stopped so I think Tre was “TRYING” to stay in his room but couldn’t actually go to sleep. So sometime between marks three o’clock wake up and my four o’clock wake up, he ventured his way downstairs to daddy and bizkit. When he woke up this morning he so wanted to put a sticker on his incentive chart he fell to pieces when I told him he didn’t stay in his bed all night… I was like ITS OK BUDDY!!! We’ll just try again, ok? LOL poor thing, I think he tried really hard, but just couldn’t get his self back to sleep. Any Suggestions??
No comments:
Post a Comment