The things we'll do to keep babies asleep . . .

Sleeping babies/toddlers are precious and they should stay that way for as long as possible. So things get a little intense around here when something threatens to disrupt the peaceful sleep schedule of our sweet little tyrant.
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And that includes dropping your drawers.

Sleeping babies/toddlers are precious and they should stay that way for as long as possible. So things get a little intense around here when something threatens to disrupt the peaceful sleep schedule of our sweet little tyrant.

Let me set the stage . . .

It's 7:30 a.m. and the kids need to get up for school. They (as in all 3 of them) were up a little too late last night (like 11:00 on a school night) and that means that I really need the sweet little tyrant to sleep in today.

Obstacle: The sweet little tyrant shares a room with my grade schooler. I must ninja my way into that room and pluck the grade schooler out of her bed without disrupting the sweet little tyrant in her crib.

I'm walking down the hall and I realize the "swish swish" of my track pants is going to add an additional element of danger to my mission. So I drop them right then and there in the hall. (Don't worry, mommy wears underwear).

I open the door ever so quietly. I set my path - as I know every inch of the floor that creaks must be avoided.

I ever so quietly tip toe to my grade schooler's bed. I was silent. Deadly silent. But the sweet little tyrant sensed my presence and popped up in her crib like unto the jester being propelled out of a jack in the box.

Just as fast as she popped up I hit the ground - obscured ever so slightly by the laundry baskets in front of her crib. I sat there silently, holding my breath until she threw herself back down and back to sleep. I probably sat there frozen on the ground (in my underwear) for 5 minutes ensuring she had gone back to sleep.

When I finally felt it was safe to resume the operation again I slunk on the floor (kind of like Mr. Grinch stealing Christmas presents from the Hoos) up to my grade schooler's bed and quietly snatched her out of it. I tossed her on my back and sprint-tip-toed out of the room and shut the door with a minor creak.

Grinch looking over Cindy Lou Hoo's Bed

Done and done. Resume morning routine to get out the door to school . . . and resume track pants.

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