Yesterday I was dealing with some major nap time madness of the variety which takes the 2 year old 2 hours to finally fall asleep. I was irritable and frustrated because I need Ben to nap so I can stay sane get anything done around here.
As I tried to remember what Eric and Mark were like at roughly the same ages Zack and Ben are I initially thought it was so.much.easier. Then I had a flash of memory that made me crack up at my selective memory. Oh, the things I repress!
One day, in our house in Georgia I put two small boys in their beds for naps. This was before Eric started PreK, and he was still technically napping, although obviously not well, so I'm going to say they were 2 and 3. Things were fairly quiet and I was happy that I won the naptime battle without an actual battle. Score one for Mommy! Only, then I went out to check the mail and heard voices. Being slightly slow, I wandered back inside wondering why I could hear them so well when they were in their room. I puzzled it over for just a second and stepped back outside. I can laugh about what I saw now. Then it scared the life out of me. My two and three year old boys had opened their bedroom window, pushed the screen out and climbed right OUT. There they sat, between the house and the shrub playing with toys they had brought out.
Sigh. This is when we learned about these alarms that were so loud that the kids were too scared to open the window! We've recently put this on the garage door since Kevin decided a hook and eye would be annoying. Something about wanting to be able to get in the house when he gets home from work.
Yes, this reminds me that they also were once crazy toddlers and I made it through that stage with them. Maybe I'll survive this too.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Another Blast From the Past
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Patrick left the house three times when he was a toddler/preschooler. Once, he went out the unlocked door, and wandered down the street with a baggie of popcorn like he was going on a trip. The next time, he clmbed up and unlocked the bolt while I was in the bathroon, and went to the neighbor's house to see their dog in the yard. The last time, he was in the front yard, in full Darth Vader regalia, waving his light saber at the passing cars like he was directing traffic. OK, that one was also really, really funny, but only in retrospect!!!
See! If we had only ALL started our blogs when we first became parents!
One of my friends once got a call from a 7-11 a few blocks away at 7 am. Her 2 year old had gotten up and out and gone down to 7-11 to "play video games." Luckily the owner knew them and their phone number!
Omg! That is nuts. No one has ever left our house, but I did discover my 18 month old on the top bunk in his brothers room when he was supposed to be napping. That's how we learned he could climb out of his crib. Love meeting other moms of boys:)
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