Last nite we had a special ward FHE and got home a bit late. It was 8:30 when the kids got to bed, but William asked if he could "stay up a little bit" - he gets to "stay up a little bit" on the days when he takes a nap, and since he had indeed taken a nap yesterday (the first in a couple of weeks!) I told him he could read books in his room for 5 minutes. He was happy. And I ran downstairs to begin my nightly computer ritual.
I put in an Avon order, checked my email, caught up on the latest on Vicky's, and then checked out a couple of friends' blogs. And then at 9:50 I headed upstairs to get myself ready for bed.
As I headed down the hall, I noticed William's bedroom light was on! What is he doing? I thought to myself and then a light bulb clicked on! OH MY HECK!! I had totally forgotten about William and his "5 minutes"! I opened his door and there he was sitting on the floor surrounded by books, and looking tired - very tired!
"William - I forgot to put you in bed! Are you so tired?" I asked him.
"Yes, and I just told myself 'I am not gonna read anymore books!'"
As I tucked him in, I gave him permission to sleep in. He agreed. And I was hopeful.
But no luck - he was up just after 7 - like always.
So I figured he would take a nice long nap today. It's 3 pm and he won't go to sleep!
Chalk another up for the Mommy Brain.