CeCe was awake from 1-5 a.m. last night. So if this post is full of typos I really don't care.
Our sleep schedule has been a little wacky since the time change. My almost-three-year-old once slept 8:30-8:30 with a 2-hour nap during the day. I took that schedule for granted and now miss it terribly. These days she rises at 6 a.m., naps for 3 hours, and is in bed by 9 p.m.
But last night, she laughed in the face of a schedule. I heard her at 1 a.m. making a ruckus in her room. I tried rocking her, but the second I would lay her down she would start screaming. After an hour of this, I dragged her dad out of bed to try.
No dice. We asked what was wrong and she simply said she didn't want to sleep. She wanted to play.
We finally gave up and left her to herself at 5 a.m. By 7:30 she was calling for me that she was hungry and her Pull-Up was wet.
So here we are, running on maybe five collective hours of sleep, and she is running around with her batteries fully-charged. No fatigue, not even a yawn. She wants to go play in the snow. She wants to play dress-up. She wants to jump on her trampoline. And I want coffee in an IV.
Here's my girl with her silly grin (which I need to remember when she is tormenting me in the middle of the night.)