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Big girls sleep in their own big girl beds

It’s hard to break habits once they start. Giving up chocolate, coffee, smoking. No, I’m not a smoker, but I was just naming a few habits that could be hard to break. I can’t imagine going without the thought of popping a delicately sweet piece of milk chocolate into my mouth and savoring it. The heavenly bitter-sweetness of it rolling over my taste buds, as it melts into my mouth causing it to water even more. The chocolaty smell hitting my sense of smell and…hang on a second while I go get some…

It started about a year or so ago. My daughter had this high fever that I was having trouble breaking. I had taken her to the doctor and she was given meds for an ear infection. But that was only the day before her fever reached 103F. She woke me up crying in the middle of the night. I rushed into her room to find her not only covered in sweat, but she had thrown up all over her bed. She was burning up so I thought what best than to put her straight into the bath. I washed her off, telling her everything was okay. Once she was out and dressed I put her on the couch, gave her something for the fever, then went to change her bed sheets. When I came back she had nodded off to sleep, so I left her there, all snug and warm, tucked into a fresh blanket on the couch.

About an hour later she woke up crying again. Same thing, sweaty and covered in throw up. Another bath and this time was put in my bed. She stayed the whole night without waking and without throwing up, though that didn’t mean I slept peacefully. Her fever had reduced a few degrees, but was still too high. I even made a trip to the Children’s hospital about thirty plus minutes away, only for her to be given a gatorade and nausea meds. She stayed with me that night and the following night, just so I could monitor her fever and be close by in case she needed to throw up again. But ever since then she thinks it’s okay to hop into bed with me, especially when she’s not feeling well.

“Don’t you want to go sleep in your very own bed?” I ask her.

She casually shakes her head while sucking on her thumb. She stares up at me with those bright blue eyes of hers and immediately I thought of Puss in Boots from Shrek and how he would look at people with a cute little pout and those big soft eyes. I could tell I wasn’t getting anywhere. She was winning me over. I had to change tactics. Think of something that may work.

Finally, I had a thought. “I thought you told mommy that you were a big girl.” She nodded her head. “Well, big girls sleep in their own bed. Don’t you want to be a big girl and sleep in your own bed? Mommy’s a big girl and she sleeps in her own big girl bed. You have your own big girl bed too. So what do you say I take you back to your room and put you back into your big girl bed?”

She looks at me and nods her head. It worked! Though for the time being as she still gets up in the middle of the night and crawls into bed with me. This whole big girl thing however, seems to not work so much on her any more. Time to think up of something else to use.

My toddler gets half her class to strip

The last couple of days have been kind of warm for December; in the mid and low seventies. Yesterday I didn’t bother putting on a jacket myself, but I’m not bothered by weather that ranges from sixty to eighty degrees. It was a little chilly yesterday morning, with a slight breeze and since my daughter has a little bit of a cold I had put a long sleeve shirt on her and a jacket. The forecast said it was supposed to be cloudy and windy all day and the temperatures were supposed to drop to the high sixties.

I thought if it was really warm her teacher at daycare wouldn’t bother putting her jacket on her; which she said she didn’t. But when I was there to pick her up that afternoon her teacher told me that my daughter had set off a stripping domino effect. I know that once my little girl gets hot, she starts to peel off her shirt and run around the house this way. I usually chase her down and just put cooler clothes on her, but she was at daycare and all she had was spare winter clothes as it has been cold until these past few days.

Her teacher told me they were all out on the playground and my daughter pulled her shirt off and took off running. A few moments later four kids in her class had done the same thing. She has eighteen kids in her class and two teachers. I could imagine this setting off a larger chain reaction.

I just stood there biting my lip, holding in a snicker, trying not to smirk. I thought it was funny and cute. I didn’t know if the teacher was trying not to smile or if she was stressed. I can imagine her job is pretty tough handling eighteen kids, but also trying to keep up with my little one. She always has something new to tell me every day. Sometimes I feel like saying, “Uh oh!” And other times I just want to burst out laughing, saying, “Yep, that is so me right there when I was her age.”