I know what you are thinking. "But Leslie, The Bachelorette is on right now. Didn't you tell Cole that?"
Yes, I just missed the majority of The Bachelorette.
Yes, I told Cole. Of course I told him. I'm not sure he could hear me though over his shrieking.
Cole has officially gone to the dark side with his sleeping behavior here. I mean, wrecking my opportunity to watch the love story of Ashley and Ben, Ashley and Constantine, and Ashley and JP unfold on Fantasy Suite night is simply unforgivable.
We all have limits. I have reached mine. You don't mess with the opportunity to forgo individual rooms.
It's simply not done.
I know it's probably just time for him to be home. He's been begging to go home the last few days, whereas Aiden breaks in to tears at the thought of leaving Indiana. I know that Cole desperately needs a routine to function and that has been tough here, but for the love of all that is good does he have to jack with my reality TV?!!?!?!?
It was time for me to go Super Nanny on him. There was no talking to him, only putting him back in bed. I was the picture of solid parenting.
I sat outside the bedroom door reading my new book, which I am loving by the way and will have to dedicate a few hundred posts to how fascinated I am, and simply picked him up and put him back in bed every time he came to the door. It sucked.
What was super fun was that my Mom would periodically pop by, twitching from the sound of a grandchild screaming and ask me if I was sure he was OK? Didn't he sound scared? Why didn't I go downstairs while she tried to lay down with him? Couldn't she just bring him a cracker? Leslie!?!?!?
I was fairly confident that she placed this sign in my room right before we arrived to remind me that I'm too hard on my kids.
Thank you MaryAnn and the Amish artists of the 80s, I'll keep this in mind.
Tough love is difficult for her. Actually so is being laid back. There really isn't a happy place if a problem arises. She is understandably uncomfortable when one of the kids has a tantrum.
I considered it a huge success though when after the hour and a half and 132 returns to his bed, Cole came to the door while my Mom was talking to me and said, "Good night Mommy. Would you cover me with my blanket? I love you. I'll see you in the morning."
Parenting GENIUS! The Amish never would have gotten Cole to that place.
They also wouldn't have been concerned about The Bachelorette though......probably. It's a really good show.