This past week Monkeyboy’s wake up time in the morning has ranged anywhere from 5:13 to 5:45. I don’t need to remind you that I am pregnant. I also probably don’t need to tell you that I am unbelievably resentful toward someone who USUALLY sleeps until 6:30 insisting that it’s perfectly reasonable to wake up at 5:13 to go play.
And that’s what he wants to do. Our normal routine is for him to come into our room, into our bed, where we turn on the tv and let him watch as much as he wants while we try to snatch a few extra winks of sleep. But lately we’ve been getting requests like, “Let’s go see what the TOOTHBRUSHES are doing!!!!” Um, WTF? Fast forward to one of us (usually me) leaning blearily against the bathroom wall while he happily puts electric toothbrushes in and out of their charging bases, has them talk to me, talk to each other, go down for naps (oh lordy, if only….) and miss each other if one is put across the sink basin from the others. Lather, rinse, repeat.
I don’t know about your dad, by my dad gets a lot of stuff in the mail. A lot of mail order stuff from places like Staples – even though there is a store less than a mile from his house. A result of all these packages are all the little boxes. Last week my dad turned one of the little boxes into a “pretend electrical outlet” so MB could plug in his coffee maker, cell phone charger, and vacuum (yes, he has real appliances that he frequently plays with, because it’s easier to buy him his own so he will leave MINE alone).
I suspect the early wakings this week have something to do with his excitement to GET TO WORK with his electrical outlet. There is coffee to make, things to blend (yes, he has a blender too), a vacuum and cell phone that both need frequent charging. Don’t get me wrong. I love his imagination and the way he is so creative in his play. I am just wishing right now (5:24) that he wanted to watch back-to-back episodes of Sesame Street or something so I could get a little more sleep. Is that so wrong?