Reagan has a serious issue with band-aids and not sleeping. Tonight, I finished putting Maddy in bed and joined Jim in Reagan's room for her last story and prayers. When we were done, we tucked her "in" (on the floor). We left. We thought she was settled down.
Unfortunately, Maddy woke up screaming not too long after that. So I went back into her room to settle her down. I got stuck holding her which means I fell asleep too (darn) ;). The next thing I remember is Reagan waking me up. She's outside her room singing and dancing loud enough to wake me up in Maddy's room with the door shut. Hmmmm.
I quickly put Maddy down and left her room. Reagan was, of course, still singing... until she saw me. She looked up in the middle of her song and got the "oh no I'm caught" look on her face. She bolted back into her room. (Andrea would so appreciate that). I got into her room and realized she was totally covered in band-aids. Really!? What the heck? She had gotten up and climbed onto the counter in the bathroom to get to the band-aids in the top of the medicine chest. WOW!
I, of course, yelled at her and said "get back to bed". Then I proceeded to go downstairs to the basement and yell at Jim. He just loved that. Frustration is amazing. Oh yea - it was 11:20 pm!
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