Thanks to Maggie's latest proficiency at opening doors, bedtime has not been going very smoothly. After the about the fifth time out of bed in as many minutes, I finally had had enough tonight. Placing her back in bed, I walked out of her room, closed the door and waited. Sure enough, with a little laugh (Maggie thinks bedtime ping-pong is a great new game) pitter-patter came those little feet toward the door--but this time I was ready for her. I held the doorknob. Oh she was mad. But it only took a couple of tries and about 10 minutes for her to finally figure out there was nothing to do but get back in bed and go to sleep. After a few short complaints, her bedroom was silent.
I have to admit a very self-satisfied me went back downstairs to finish doing dishes. I guess I really am the hatest mom (opposite of nicest, per Matthew). But I don't feel too badly because I get half an hour of peace and quiet tonight! Small victories really are the sweetest.
No comments:
Post a Comment