So I am going a different way.
I refuse to let him go to bed until after 11pm.
He starts begging to go to bed about 10:30, and I say "No, I'm busy, we can't go now." I let that go on for about 10 minutes - and then I say "okay, I guess we can go."
He drops straight off to bed - completely zonks out asleep almost immediately. This works very well vs. fighting with him for two hours when I "want to go to bed early" which never happens.
Here is what happens when I go to bed early.
- I go into the bedroom.
- The kids cry.
- I roll over.
- The kids cry and yell at each other.
- Scott yells at them. They stop for a while.
- More screaming, more crying.
- I roll over, I look at the clock. Consider getting back up.
- I drift off.
- The light comes on, Scott comes in to change them and do the jammie thing - which is expected - it's jammie time.
- I roll over, the lights go off.
- More screaming. More crying.
- I look at the clock, determine not to get up. I will relax, I will sleep.
- The twins come in and are put into their bed.
- Miles starts playing with his aquarium - the music thumps from his bed. The lights illuminate his corner.
- Charlie is hitting the piano at the end of his bed - it says "A. A is for APPLE." Or he kicks on his aquarium, and it plays the same song as Miles, but at a different time. Or a different one if Charlie has messed with it.
- I roll over, ignore them . Drift off.
- Louis comes to bed. Immediately pokes me to bring me up to speed on on what happened on Thomas the Tank Engine Today.
- Louis pokes me, tells me he needs a drink.
- Louis pokes me, tells me he is scared of a whale.
- Louis farts. Announces his fart.
- I look at the clock.
- It's midnight.
Going to bed early is GREAT.
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