This morning for the second time this week we had to wake Archer up. I figured eventually he would make his little stretchy-sounds and rise to his feet but uh… not so much. 9:00am this morning he was still Audi5000. I pulled the blankets off of him like I did yesterday (and the day before)…Like I have done on and off for the past couple of months when Archer’s sleeping habits somehow went from early-bird gets the worm to, uh… late-bird gets the… perm? His hair does look a bit curltastic in the mornings, or shall I say… afternoons, when he finally wakes up.
wake up and smell my coffee!
This morning was supposed to be Archer’s first day back to preschool since the Ear-Infection-of-Doom (EID) but of course, getting up at 7:00am was out of the question (can I really blame him? 7:00′s still pretty early) and then come 8:00 = still out of the question. I gave him until 9:00 (which was way ultra-generous, I say) and finally picked him up and pulled him out of bed. He was NOT happy. So unhappy in fact that he cried all the way to school and then on the field trip which we had to leave early from because we were upsetting the local celebrities at our undisclosed location (Gotta love Los Angeles) not to mention the other children in the class who kept asking “why is Archer so sad?” (note: agreeing to chaperone a field-trip on child’s third day of school is not a good idea. You will be clung to and cried at… for hours. Or maybe that was just me. Sigh...)
Pajamas at noon…again.
I guess my conflict lies in trying to adjust to this new sleep-schedule. It used to be so that Hal and I let Archer wake us up. He was our alarm-clock every morning. But now? We’re back to setting our alarms and then sleeping through them, waking Archer up when we have to and/or letting him sleep in ’till 10:00 because we don’t have any idea what to do with this new sleeping-in version of Archer. Who are you, strange boy? The thing is? Archer doesn’t go to bed late at all… 9:00pm at the absolute latest! And we can’t really put him down earlier because he gets up from his nap around 6:00. (3-6 naptime, typically. I know! The kid can SLEEEEP, man. Hardcore.) So what to do? Wake him and deal with his attitude or let him sleep in and lose half the day?
Does anyone have any answers? Because there are no worms being had ’round here. Just teenage-angst to the max. Thirteen years early.