No rest for the wicked... or me for that matter... 

My sons are a very big part of my life, from the time I wake up (or get woken up as the case most often is), until the time I go to bed (which is usually in the chair in my older son's room).

Most children sleep until 8 or 9 in the morning maybe take a nap midday and are asleep by 8 pm latest. I don't believe that my older son is a normal sleeper, but we're not what America considers a "traditional" family. Normal by current American definition, but not traditional. Both my wife and I work earlier in the day, this means that we are up and around by 5:30am, which is probably why my son is able to be up and alert that early in the morning. I suppose it IS normal for him. When he finally decides to go down at night, it can be as early as 7:30pm and as late as 9:30pm. Most of the time it is about 8:30pm. I guess that makes it look normal. His naps are steady during the week when he is at daycare. He gets about 2-3 hours midday... at daycare. On the weekends we're lucky if we get an hour or so out of him. When we don't, he goes to sleep a little earlier, but that doesn't happen often. A more likely scenario is that he takes a nap at around 2 or 3 and wakes up around 5 or 6. This sets up for the fact that he doesn't want to go to bed around 8pm... which is why daddy falls asleep in the chair while older boy sleeps in his bed.

This brings up a funny situation... one that I'm sure will be repeated again. My son fell asleep at 4:30pm coming back from gramma's house. I carried him into his bed and let him sleep, figuring that he'd sleep all night. He's done it before. At 9:45pm he comes into our room, awake and wanting a story. I read one (Clifford, the Big Red Dog), get him a glass of water (on the edge of our bed) and walked him back to his room to go back to sleep. He settled in, as did I, and we both started to sleep. I vaguely remember him getting out of bed and coming to see me. When I next saw the clock it was 1:30am and as I got out of the chair my son was nowhere to be found. I went into my bedroom and there, on my side of the bed, he'd fallen asleep, probably not long after I dozed off. Stinker had decided that "mommy&daddy's" bed was the place to be and daddy could well just stay in his room. I now make sure that I try to stay awake until I'm sure he's down for the count... not that I'm sure that I'll stay awake, but I'm going to try.
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