Being outsmarted by a four year old is not a good way to end the week.
Little Miss is not taking the naps she desperately needs — she’s overtired, and I can tell by looking at her eyes and watching her behavior — because my mom has told her she doesn’t need to sleep anymore, and my mom watches here three to four days a week when I’m working.
Oh, she’ll go upstairs when I tell her, but then she gets up every ten minutes to go potty. And Little Miss being Little Miss, she can always squeeze out a few drops. It’s just enough to keep her from falling asleep, and she knows it.
Today, she was going through her usual routine when I explained that if she got out of bed one more time, she was going to lose an animal (our typical punishment). She said she understood, and I went back downstairs to do some more work.
Five minutes later, I heard her in the bathroom. I quietly snuck up the stairs. As I peeked around the doorway, I could see her on the potty.
May I ask what you’re doing out of your bed?
I’m going potty again. I already put an animal in your room.
I put an animal in your room before I came in here.
I sighed and walked into my bedroom, not seeing a new animal sitting amongst my dresser menagerie.
It’s the Bugs Bunny, Mommy!
Oh. Yeah. I see it. *sigh* Yeah, this inducement to stay in her bed totally didn’t work. And tomorrow she’s with my parents who don’t believe children need sleep (ever) because I have a Northwestern game. Here’s hoping she naps on Sunday. And runs out of “expendable” animals soon!