Imagine going to bed at 12am and being woke up by your wide-awake-ready-to-play toddler at 3am. That is what happened to me last night when I put my toddler to bed EARLY. That was a bad idea.

We played from 3am until 6am. I read the truck book about fifteen thousand times while begging my toddler to lay down on the couch with me to go back to sleep. He finally decided to go back to sleep at daylight. Around 8am, the 5 year old comes running into the living room and wakes us up with loud Spongebob cartoons.

I feel disoriented…even after downing several cups of coffee. Stay tuned to see if I make it through the day.

By the way, I won’t be taking anymore bed time advice from anyone.