This is just a long and whining rant about babies and the lack of respect for family harmony! my youngest child before this one is about to turn 11 so it has been awhile since I experienced toddlerhood. Ahhhh the joys! He is fun. Too much fun sometimes! He is NEVER still. This is fine most of the time, however, we are borderline psychotic about bedtime. I have had bedtime in my house down to an art since my oldest son was born almost 15 years ago. Now that they are older, everyone is out of Mom and Dad's hair at 8:30. They don't have to sleep, just go to their rooms and read, text friends, write, even practice their instruments (we have 2 in band). This is when we have coffee, sit and talk over the day and make plans for future days. Ahhhhh life is good. Enter Ebenezer William...toddler! We spent the past two weeks getting him back in the routine of going to bed at the proper time (he decided to balk and show his "authority") so that solved, he has a new trick. He will go to sleep like a little angel. Around midnight he wakes and refuses to go back to sleep until around 4. Yes, 4! He tries everything from calmly saying momma over and over to screaming at the top of his lungs. *sigh* Finally he goes back to sleep and is always awake at 6 ready for the day! Maybe I am just getting old, but I feel tired and want this new stage OVER! Here is a pic of the offending toddler. Don't let the soft, light red curls and sweet, innocent looking hazel eyes fool you!