"I stay here, car."

Since receiving Dr. Lori's awesome, fantabulous, world-changing bedtime & sleep-the-night advice, Alexander has, you guessed it, gone to sleep willingly (in less than 15 minutes) and slept the night thru in his own bed. (Well, until this week's terrible cough-a-thon).

To make this miracle happen, we've been working to cut the babe's naptime out entirely. A napless day isn't Mama's favorite kinds of day, but it is Mama's favorite kind of night. In bed & passed out by 8 (or earlier). Whoa-hoo! And Mama gets a whopping 2 hours of time to read, blog, clean, craft or veg in front of the TV. Sweet!

Anyway, without the opportunity to sleep in the house during the day, the kid has taken a special liking to the back seat of Mama's car. Now, every time we turn onto "H" Street to come down the hill toward the house, the boy starts insisting, "I stay here. I stay here, car." Yeah, my child prefers hangin' in Mama's messy car than in Mama's messy house. Not good...