So I put you to bed, and predictably, you woke up after a few hours and were confused and mad as to why you were being comforted by this vaguely familiar stranger and not your parents. Thankfully we got home shortly after the sobbing started, and your father calmed you down and put you back to bed. I knew that was going to happen, and I knew you were fine, but I felt a little bit awful anyway that we had allowed you to feel abandoned.
Yesterday I commented on someone's blog about how I rarely dream about you. And what is up with that, is there something wrong with me?
And I think the answer is that I vent my angst out here so it doesn't show up in my dreams, just as I haven't had a single zombie nightmare since I confessed my fear on the other blog. But naturally last night I had a dream about you, because I had just mentioned that I never did, and I was maybe a little over wrought.
In my dream we sent you to stay somewhere else overnight, so that we could have a night alone, and, um, remember what each other looked like
You asked for cheese.
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When did he take himself back an hour? I thought 7:00 pm was his expiry time? Are you sure he's not really the Brad Pitt 'super old guy' reverse age thingy?
Wow, 6PM? I thought I had it good with my kids going to bed at 6:30 and 7! People look at me like I'm nuts when I tell them their bedtimes but they obviously do need that much sleep.
I did the same thing to Elliot on Tuesday, had to take Graham to a dr's appt and left her sleeping when the sitter got here. She woke up and freaked the fuck out. She got over it, hopefully X will too. Mommy and Daddy need time to wrassle.
Yeah, my kid...goes to bed really, really late. Of course, mommy and daddy would never see him if he went to bed at 6, considering I get home at 6 p.m. from work most nights.
Anyhooo....I've had dreams like that about Jonathan -- where he just starts talking like he's an adult or something. It's seriously creepy.
I know that babysitter guilt! It's why we so rarely have them! Ugh.
I never dream about my kids, either. Weird.
Don't feel guilty! It's not like you went to the Bahamas for a week.
And really? 6?? Junior hits the sack at 8. As much as I love him, I don't like blogging—I mean hanging with Chuck—until the wee hours of the morning.
Cheese...I wonder what the cheese means?
We've been blessed with great sleepers. Having said that, we've only been away from the kids for a couple days....our wedding night (huh, we had a kid by then?), and when boy was born, girl was with grandma that night. Two nights total in 3.5 years....ughhhh. We've gone out, but we always tuck the kids in first, and they rarely wake. It gets better as they get older too ( the sleep part, not the 'No mommy, I will NOT do what you want me to do because I'm 2 and I know every friggin thing' phase).
I don't dream about the Boy Wonder either...would love to think that it's because I'm a super confident parent, but that'd be a load of poo.
Cheese, huh? Is he a Wallace and Gromit fan like my son?
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