When we got home he continued resisting lunch and screamed as we tried reading before nap time. He did end up sleeping for a while, but then did the same thing for dinner - You would think this kid would be starved, he had a regular sized breakfast but didn't eat anything else for most of the day minus a few crackers. So when the tantrum at 9 pm started he went into his room. GOOD GRIEF. So he screamed and cried and kicked in his bed for a while - Phil and I both went in at separate times to calm him down, to no avail. So around 11 daddy makes a peanut butter sandwich and poured a little milk for Mr. Disagreeable. Daddy caved and let him watch some Thomas the Tank Engine...Yes - at 11 pm. So he finally eats, got to watch some of his favorite show and then proceeds to fight going to bed. Again. He eventually tired and feel asleep at midnight - Just in time for Graham (who went to bed like an angel 4 hours prior) to show up for his shift.
Phil and I got in bed after Aiden's ordeal - the nanosecond it took for my head to hit the pillow I was sleeping like a rock. Graham woke up at 2, then again at 3. I rocked him for 45 minutes and put him back down - was awake 30 minutes later. What is with these kids?! (Both are teething - how crappy do these teeth have it though, huh? Always getting blamed for the unfavorable actions of kids everywhere.) It just goes to show you that parenting is not for sissies. So then he crapped his pants around 5:30am - what is better than that? So around 6 he went back to sleep - Just in time for Aiden to wake up at 8:00. On the plus side Graham did sleep until 10:30 - and was on his regular schedule the rest of today.
Coolest night ever. NOT.


