Shh. Be quiet. Do you hear that?

No? No, you don't hear anything? Nothing? No crying baby? No screaming toddler? No toys clanking? CALL THE COPS SOMEONE HAS TAKEN MY CHILDREN.

Oh. Woah. They're taking a nap? What's this "nap" that you refer to? And at the same time, too? It's official - Hell has frozen over.

Paisley tried giving up naps a few months ago. I stood my ground. For a month. I'd let her scream and bang on her door until she eventually fell asleep on the floor. For 20 minutes. She'd wake up grumpy and disoriented. Half the time, she'd fall back asleep on the couch. The other half of the time resulted in her screaming and pacing the kitchen asking for this and that in a voice I couldn't understand, stressing us both out for a whole hour. IT WAS TOO MUCH. So. I let her quit the nap. For a week, I could convince her to have quiet time and rest on the couch for an hour. That has quickly vanished.

I was fine with it, honestly. She went to bed so easily at night that it didn't seem to bother her. She wasn't overtired. But very recently, she's started suffering from nightmares, possibly even night terrors. What's a cause of either one? Being overtired. Her night terrors are SCARY. She goes to bed, sleeps for 4 hours and then the devil sneaks into my daughters room and enters her body. She sounds just like a 2 year old female devil would. Here's a video for proof:

I saved you. You only heard 15 seconds thanks to my suck phone. You're welcome. And it doesn't help that my poor demon child screams for me! WHY ME? It's heartbreaking and to hear it every night for an hour straight is even more heartbreaking. She screams so loud that it scares the poop out of her brother. Sometimes her daddy is home to save her, but usually he's at work. So this is my plan: we wake up at 7am every day, eat breakfast and play and have a snack blah blah, eat lunch at 12pm, read a book or two, then take a nap at 1pm. Hopefully for an hour. Hopefully today was the only day where she screams for 30 minutes before falling asleep. Although, she is now crawling back into bed instead of passing out on the floor. It's a huge accomplishment.

And tomorrow. Well, tomorrow we take Jasper BACK to the ENT specialist. I haven't spoke of this yet, but my poor little boy is suffering from sleep apnea. We tried a nasal spray in hopes it'd decrease the size of his adenoids, but it failed. We assume this is due to adenoids so tomorrow he's getting an x-ray. We'll go from there. If he needs surgery to remove them, then we'll do that. Not even a year old and possibly having yet another surgery. I still need to write about his first. I'll do that at some point.

For now, while the devil sleeps in her room and the angel snores on the couch, I'm folding laundry. Before they wake up and trample through them.