Friday, December 22, 2006
so I have a two-year-old, you see...
Last night, while I was getting K ready for bed, C found a 'Where's Waldo' style book on the Nutcracker Ballet. So Dad showed her what to do. He got out two magnifying glasses and he and C were happily searching for the nutcracker when K went out to look for a book to read. She decided to help look and confiscated Dad's magnifying glass. They were having a great time so we let them look for awhile. Then I made the parental ultimatum. Time to read. K would not leave and pick a book. Finally after many efforts we told her she had to go to bed without reading or singing. The first time I tried to lay her down she was out of the room before I got the cover. The second time I lay her down she raced me to the door. I managed to close it before she got out.
Keep in mind that K is destructo child in the bedroom and so we have it safety locked from the inside so she can't breakout at night. She stood and yelled through the crack in the door and shook the knob for fifteen minutes before she crawled into bed and subsided into sobs for mommy before she fell asleep. I went in after she quieted and she was out.
It must have worn her out for she slept in about an hour and a half past normal. I finally went in to check on her and all she had done is roll over since I last looked at her.
These are photos of the girls doing some more searching this morning.
So when she finally woke up, we went outside as big sis had been playing out there for more than an hour. We hadn't been outside more than five minutes when she had to take her mittens off. I told her as soon as she complained her hands were cold we had to go in.
She is my tactile kid. She can't stand not being able to feel things. She can't stand being cold (she is generally hot). We went inside less than five minutes after she took off her mittens.