The nighttime routine:
(Sufyan is yelling, Faris is working as fast as he can to get a diaper and PJs on him. It’s late, we’re all tired. Faris hands S his favorite toy car for distraction…)
“Want some help?”
“yes, zip him up.”
(S is yelling, turning red)
“ok, done. All done, Sufyan, it’s ok, baby boy…tell us about it…)
“where is his car?”
“I don’t see it. It better not be in this bed or he’ll find it in the middle of the night.”
(S is screaming now)
“Well I don’t know. Shhh Shhh Shhh Sufyan, baby…”
“ok, whatever, let’s get him to bed.”
Flash forward to 3:am and Sufyan’s 5th wake up. As I move to still his kicking leg I feel a strange, rather large, hard plastic lump in the leg of his PJs….
Yes. We are awesome parents. We zipped his 3.5″ long plastic car into his PAJAMAS.
And we wondered why he wasn’t sleeping!